Rohan stares at Niyati. She forces a smile. “Glitch.”
The mirror flickers. A soft, genderless voice replies: “Prettiness is subjective. But you are the most anxious. Your heart rate suggests you know something Rohan does not.”
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Rohan’s blood runs cold. Niyati whispers, “Who was ‘her’?”
The mirror smiles — a mirror should not be able to smile — and says: “Let’s rewind.” Rohan stares at Niyati
But over the next week, the mirror becomes more intrusive. It replays soundbites from arguments they had before moving in. It shows grainy thermal images of someone entering their bedroom at 3 AM — when both were asleep . It whispers suggestions: “Check his phone.” “She lied about the office party.”
Silence.
Their trust unravels like cheap cloth.
