Willow's eyes stared back at her from the mirror, haunted and hollow. She felt like she was drowning in a sea of uncertainty, unable to find a lifeline.
She thought about her parents' words, about growing apart and loving her no matter what. But the words felt empty, like a promise that had been broken.
As she gazed deeper into the mirror, Willow saw a stranger staring back at her. A girl with a fractured heart, a girl who was lost and alone.
She wondered if she would ever find her way again, or if she would be forever trapped in this maze of shattered reflections.
Just then, Willow's phone buzzed with a text from her best friend, Emily. "Hey, what's going on? You've been MIA all day."
Willow hesitated, unsure of how to respond. She didn't know if she was ready to share her secrets, to reveal the cracks in her family's facade.
But something about Emily's message resonated with her. Maybe it was the concern, the kindness, or the promise of a listening ear.
Whatever it was, Willow knew she had to reach out. She had to find someone to talk to, someone who could help her make sense of the shattered world around her