Aria Snow pov :
The mirror didn't lie.
For years, I had avoided looking at my reflection. I hated the girl with the weird white hair and the eyes that always looked like they were about to cry.
But today, the girl in the mirror was a stranger.
She was taller. Her skin glowed with a faint, pearlescent light. white hair, cascaded down her back like a river of starlight, thick and healthy.
And her eyes...
They were still blue. But they were no longer the color of a frozen puddle. They were the color of the deep ocean—calm on the surface, but hiding a deadly current underneath.
"No more hoodies," I whispered.
I opened my closet. My hand hovered over the grey, baggy sweatshirt I used to wear every day. It was my armor. It made me invisible.
"Burn it", Aurora growled in my min
