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You land on glass.
It doesn't crack. It holds your weight like truth resisting denial.
Around you, nothing but blackness. Above, the faint shimmer of stars.
Beneath you, reflections.
Your face. And a thousand versions of it.
Some smiling.
Some crying.
Some bloodied.
Some laughing with cruelty.
A mirror rises from the ground in front of you. Tall, silver-edged, ancient. It hums with recognition.
Your reflection blinks.
But you didn't.
It tilts its head.
You stay still.
It speaks.
"We need to talk."
Its voice is your own—but older. Warmer. Colder.
You ask, "Who are you?"
It answers:
"I'm the version you try to forget."
You step closer.
It does not.
You ask, "Why am I here?"
"To meet the consequence of your choices."
The mirror shifts. Now it shows scenes.
Every time you chose silence. Every time you lied. Every time you loved. Every time you hurt.
The reflection remains calm.
You ask, "Can I change anything?"
It replies:
"You already have. But you haven't owned it."
It offers its hand—from inside the mirror.
"Touch me, and you'll see what you've become."
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The Nineteenth Choice:
Do you:
A) Touch the mirror—accept the full truth of yourself.
B) Walk away—refuse to give it power.
C) Break it—reject the image entirely.
D) Ask it one question—seek a truth before deciding.
Your hand hovers. The glass pulses gently like a heartbeat.
Somewhere behind you, a soft voice whispers:
"Not all reflections are honest."
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Quiz 19:
Which part of yourself do you avoid the most?
A) Your anger
B) Your sadness
C) Your jealousy
D) Your need to be loved
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The reflection waits. So does your decision.
But the glass has already started to ripple.
And your reflection?
It smiles first.
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End of Chapter 19