Mirrors lie.
She had always known that. Even after being turned into a hideous creature, she always looked into the mirror. Hoping to see what she had turned into; what has happened to her that made her so repulsive, so inhuman.
But when she looked into the mirror, she only saw a girl. A young maiden; pale, frail, beautiful. There was no ugliness, no anger, no monster in the glass. Only a pretty human mortal, trapped in the glass, and she almost laughs.
She was nothing more than a memory.