It was a crazy deduction to make, not minding that the fact was staring at me from the mirror. But I really looked like the first Queen, from the color of my eyes to the angular line of my face. Could it be that…?
"Dora! Oh my goodness! What did you do? How did you…" Laura spoke finally, finding her voice; her words dragging my attention to her.
When I turned from the mirror, she was in front of me. She checked out in awe, the studs on my gown, the effervescence of golden light that surrounded me; I had thought I was the only seeing it, but it was seen by my family. My significant other had really outdone herself.
'You should tell me your name already…' I couldn't keep addressing her as my 'other.'
'Call me El, then.'
El? What manner of name was that? It sounded like something that just fell from her mouth at that moment. But El was better than 'other.'
'Okay, El. Thank you.'
