Iced Vanilla Latte

She gripped the rim of the porcelain sink and tried to steady her shaky hands.
"One last time." She whispered to herself. She brought her head up to face the girl in the mirror that she didn't recognize anymore. Her eyes lost their emotions and were just glass that covered her soul. The hair that used to be full of shine and volume now hung limp on the sides of her face. The skin that used to be clear and glowing now had a crop of pimples across her forehead and cheeks.
"One. Last. Time."