The morning sunlight peeked through my window, brushing against my skin. I slowly opened my eyes, feeling unusually tired yet oddly satisfied. Blinking, I stared at the ceiling for a moment, my mind hazy from sleep.
“Um…” I murmured softly, stretching my arms. But as the memories of last night crept in, a smile tugged at the corners of my lips.
I shifted beneath the blanket, sitting up slowly. My gaze fell on the mirror across the room, and I froze for a second. My reflection stared back at me—hair messy, one sleeve of my nightdress hanging loosely off my shoulder, and no panties.
My cheeks flushed slightly, but instead of embarrassment, I tilted my head and smirked.
I look… different. Almost as though something about me had changed.
Chuckling to myself, I whispered in the mirror, “L
