Horror
Trembling legs carried her to the washstand where the reflection of her pale, wan face stopped her.
The brown haired, doe eyed, angelic creature staring back at her made her want to retch. When did I become a stranger to myself?
Suddenly the image began to shift. The brown eyes lost their innocence, filling instead with lust and wanton desire. The gentle smile became a sensual smirk, a small red tongue flicking out to moisten and tease. Black lined her eyes and lips, her fair skin became truly white and pearlescent, and her golden curls turned ebony.
Her true self.