My Mothers Other Face
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Last published Wed, Aug 13, 2025
When Jayla moves back home, she notices her mother's smile is... wrong.
Too wide. Too still.
And in the mirror, her face isn't the same at all.
Everyone says she's imagining things, but the house feels different-doors shift, shadows follow, and her mother talks to someone who isn't there.
Jayla came home to help her mother.
Now she's not sure she'll make it out.
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