Eventually, they made it into the bathroom where he helped her lean against the counter so she could brush her own teeth. As she stood there, he noticed how she avoided looking into the mirror at herself, choosing to keep her head down or turned away to the side.
He remembered how bad her reaction was the first time she saw herself. She was so appalled at the sight she went into an actual depression for a week. She was lackluster and weaker than usual, as if she just wanted to give up before she found it in her again to fight for her energy.
While she dragged the toothbrush back and forth slowly over her teeth, he went to stand behind her and began loosening her braid to brush her hair.
“It’s gotten longer since I’ve been here,” he heard her mutter through the toothpaste. “It used to b
