The Shadow in My Mirror

Living alone, I kept feeling like there was a second person in my home.

This morning, I'd just finished making breakfast. The moment I turned around, the fried egg was gone.

Freshly washed clothes hung in the closet suddenly had stains on the collar.

I turned the house upside down and installed security cameras, but found nothing.

Just when I let my guard down, my boyfriend smiled and pulled me close—

"You were so passionate last night. The moment I walked through your door, you threw yourself at me."

My blood ran cold.

But last night, I wasn't even home.

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