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Breakable
I gaze at my reflection in the mirror.
The light reflects weirdly off of my pale skin, and the dark circles under my eyes mark another bout of nightmares.
We're going to Vegas for a case. I know what to expect.
He's going to be a complete- no. I won't say it. I don't want to expect the negative.
Most people see me as sickeningly happy, including Cal.
But they're wrong. That's just a mask that I wear to fool the world. To protect myself.
People are like sharks. They can smell the blood of a wounded animal for miles.
Once they taste it they can't, won't, stop the frenzy.
They'll keep going until they suck you dry.
Never show weakness. A lesson I learned early on in life.
I work quietly, methodically. A practiced hand concealing all imperfections.
As I work, I wonder idly what it would be like to really be happy.
Cal says I'm a terrible liar, but that's the lie.
I almost laugh at the irony. I don't laugh. Never genuinely.
You might think that it would be terrible to live your whole life acting,
but reality is worse.
Pretending to be happy is better than having the ones you love hurt with you.
Yes, I love them. Cal, Emily, Ria, Eli, and even Reynolds. They're my family.
I gaze at my reflection in the mirror.
My eyes are blue today.
It takes me all of six seconds to bring a happy sparkle to them.
I smile. It looks perfect. Not even Cal can see through.
What no one knows is that I'm a natural. I've been able to read people since I was four.
That was when my life went so wrong. When I lost my ability to be happy.
The woman I see in the mirror, with her eyes sparkling and a smile on her face, perfect, is a complete stranger.
The Gillian Foster that I know isn't perfect,
She's breakable.