Theway to be

Looking in the mirror, she sees her one eye filled with a tear leaving her eye socket. It rolls down her chick, as a drop of water touching a water-resistant surface. A perfectly round pearl, falling - seemingly weightlessly flouting - it hits the floor, in an awfully loud bang too her. Breaking the spell of the pearl. Her gaze returned to the mirror. Seeing now a content smile in her kiss. A radiant gaze looking at her unfit, and spoiled body, but knowing that and knowing her radiation; she sees her self behind a façade, wrapped in charm. Slyly she powdering her nose, and runs out.