Dante's voice faded into oblivion as I felt something tug at me as I stared back into my reflection
She stood there… watching me, observing me just like I did.
Dante stared at me and then at the lady dressed in a pink evening gown and then back at me again, his brows furrowing as he tried to make out what his eyes were seeing.
She looked so much like me… except she had more flesh than I do and her hair was a different shade of brown
"She is you?" I heard Athena mutter, her voice laced with confusion as she stirred inside me again.
"I.. I do not know" I whispered back to her, feeling the tension rise in my chest as she stirred even more, restless and alert.
I blinked my eyes in confusion and the girl did the same. My breath caught in my throat as she began to walk towards me her ey
