Chapter 23 Glow

• A week later, Zara stood in front of her mirror with a silk robe draped over her shoulders and her natural curls falling around her cheekbones, she finally saw it.
• Her.
• Not the broken girl sobbing into her pillow over a stupid boy. The haunted shadows beneath her eyes had faded, replaced by a subtle vibrancy. Her skin, once dull and dry from stress and neglect, now had a healthy glow. The constant, weary slump in her shoulders had lessened, replaced by a more confident posture.