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“I heard Lily laughing in the bathroom—bright, carefree, the kind of laugh that twists your gut with hope. I smiled, thinking maybe today was normal.
But the sound was off. Hollow. Not the laugh of a four-year-old brushing her teeth.
I found her at the sink, toothbrush moving carefully over gums that were bare. My breath caught.
I looked down at the glass beside her—a cloudy, milky mess of teeth. Every one of them, floating like little ghosts.
She grinned, all gums and no shame. “Almost done, Mummy.”
I wanted to scream. But instead, I said, “Don’t forget the back ones.”
Because what else do you say when your daughter is brushing teeth she no longer has?”
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But the sound was off. Hollow. Not the laugh of a four-year-old brushing her teeth.
I found her at the sink, toothbrush moving carefully over gums that were bare. My breath caught.
I looked down at the glass beside her—a cloudy, milky mess of teeth. Every one of them, floating like little ghosts.
She grinned, all gums and no shame. “Almost done, Mummy.”
I wanted to scream. But instead, I said, “Don’t forget the back ones.”
Because what else do you say when your daughter is brushing teeth she no longer has?”
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“The mirror cracked. My reflection didn’t.”
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“Sanity is overrated. Madness has better stories.”
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“Love is just possession with better manners.”
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“Believer in chamomile, sceptic of husbands.”
― Not Her, Not Yet
― Not Her, Not Yet
“I lie best when I say 'trust me”
― Not Her, Not Yet
― Not Her, Not Yet
“So, I died and came back as a prisoner.”
― Not Her, Not Yet
― Not Her, Not Yet
