"Did he deserve it?"

Silence.

No. I don't think he did, but how can I ever admit that?

"Answer me."

I looked at her in the eye and defiantly kept my silence.

Thoughts started to flood my mind. I need an escape.

Excuses. I frantically searched my brains for some excuses.

It's not enough. It's never enough.

The question she asked is still haunting me.

Can the girl in the mirror ever stop haunting me?