🧠 **Unknown Mind: Viyan’s Diary – Part 15: The Mirror That Cracked**
Yalini’s message kept repeating in my mind:
> “When the mirror breaks…
> I’ll be on the other side.”
I knew where I had to go.
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My old college washroom.
The mirror there…
it had cracked the day my confidence broke.
I stood in front of it —
dusty, ignored, forgotten.
But as I looked at my reflection…
**it moved first.**
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My hands were still.
But the reflection tilted its head.
It blinked slowly — but not like me.
It smiled — the *same twisted smile* I saw when I opened the door.
I wanted to run.
But the voice came from *inside* the glass.
> “Page 27 is ready.”
> “Read it… or lose her.”
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I pulled out the black diary.
Still unread.
Still terrifying.
The mirror began to **crack** —
without touch.
Without force.
Just from the *weight* of the truth.
Each line across the glass felt like a scar across my memory.
I opened to Page 27.
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There were **three lines**:
> “Truth was never the enemy.”
> “Memory was never lost.”
> “You just chose to forget her… to survive.”
Tears hit the page.
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Behind the cracked mirror,
I saw **Yalini’s eyes** appear — like a memory or a dream or something between.
She whispered:
> “Break the mirror.
> Choose to remember.”
And then…
silence.
Just me.
And the choice.
🖋️ — *Viyan*
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