Sitting at the dressing table, Anna's fingers hesitantly reached to feel the silver birthmark on her forehead, but looking at herself in the mirror like she was seeing another completely different person, there was nothing there.
Her forehead was evidently spotless.
There wasn't any sign of the meteor mark and the word disbelief reflected in her brown eyes. She went further to press her thumb against her forehead and even rubbed it in a circular motion whilst she was hallucinating it's disappearance, but it wasn't her hallucination.
Anna didn't know if she was supposed to rejoice or cry, or even do both.
"It's…. it's really gone!" She got to her feet after the happy exclamation, staring at herself in the mirror and admiring how spotless her forehead looked without the mark. For once, she felt pretty without having to stare at her face through the mirror and see a silver mark that signaled her death.
