Mirror

After everything that happened, there are five things I’m sure of:


One - My name is Grace Gentry. 

At least that hasn’t changed.


Two - Impossibly, time can be bent, shaped, and altered. 

Jumping centuries breaks laws, and I’m living the consequences—good and bad.


Three - My future is undeniably cemented in the past.

He lives in yesterday, but I want him to be part of my tomorrow. 


Four - Some things lost are not lost forever.

Sometimes they’re only misplaced.


Five - Evil is not confined by time. 

And this evil has traveled to find me.


One week ago, I didn’t know time could move backwards.

One week ago, I didn’t know anything existed behind the glass of the mirror.

One week ago, I didn’t know—couldn’t know—that when I finally found light, I unwillingly welcomed darkness.