The reflection looking back at her was no longer her own.
Standing in her place was a stunning woman, ethereal and almost otherworldly. Her ebony hair cascaded in soft waves just above her shoulders, framing a face so symmetrical and flawless it felt like gazing at a crafted masterpiece. Soft, piercing blue eyes shone with a depth that seemed to hold galaxies, locking Athena's gaze through the glass. Her skin was pale, smooth, and radiant, with an almost silken glow that amplified her beauty.
Athena felt frozen as if her body refused to move while her mind tried to comprehend what she was seeing. The woman in the mirror radiated an allure so profound it made her heart race. Beautiful wasn't enough to describe her—she was perfect. Without a doubt, this was the most captivating face Athena had ever seen.
