SHE WAKES IN MIRRORS

SHE WAKES IN MIRRORS

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Camille Auclair never meant to return. Not to the house that still echoes with her childhood screams. Not to the mother who swears nothing ever happened. And not to the living room, where her stepfather's body lies-cold, rotting, and waiting. But memory isn't a ghost. It's a mirror. And something behind the glass has started to wake. A girl with Camille's face. Her voice. Her secrets. But this girl doesn't flinch. Doesn't cry. Doesn't forget. In this slow-burning psychological horror of trauma, silence, and unraveling identity, Camille must face what was done to her, what she buried to survive... and the thing she created to endure it. She came home to bury the past. But the past wants to speak. She Wakes in Mirrors - a haunting descent into memory, madness, and the monsters we become when no one listens.
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Emilio never cared. About school. About people. About anyone. He was popular, cold, and untouchable-his life ran in perfect routine. Until the day he knocked over a girl with smudged eyeshadow and messy hair. A girl everyone bullied. A girl named Mariel. What caught his attention wasn't her face, her tears, or her silence. It was the notebook she carried-the one filled with suicide notes. "Don't die yet," he whispered. Simple. Cold. Almost careless. But that was the start of everything. From that moment, Mariel kept writing, and Emilio kept watching. At first, it was coincidence. Then, it wasn't. She didn't know if he was protecting her or ruining her life even more, but one thing was certain-his presence kept her alive. Every page in her notebook was another goodbye she almost made. Every step he took beside her was another reason to stay. But what happens when she finally writes her last goodbye... and fate decides to steal the only reason she chose to live?

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