People made fun of my nose for years and, after my operation, my husband removed all the mirrors from our house. But when someone knocked on the door, I discovered who had really provoked my biggest insecurity years ago33 - Page 3

nose covered in bandages. Dr. Lewis warned me not to judge the outcome until several weeks had passed.

Andrew took me home.

He remained silent all the way. He held one hand on the wheel and held mine with the other.

“Is everything okay?” I asked.

“I’m just tired.

As soon as I walked into the house, I realized something had changed.

The large mirror that was above the fireplace in the room was gone.

The mirror in the hallway was not there either.

I rushed to the bathroom.

The mirror door of the medicine cabinet had been removed. The full-length mirror of our bedroom was also gone.

Andrew had even covered our glass table with a white sheet.

“What’s going on?” I whispered.

He stood at the entrance, his face pale bougzoul.

I removed them.

All mirrors?

“You still shouldn’t see you.

I laughed nervously.

The doctor told me