Smiles and tears

I’d never seen her face without a smile. Jokes and laughter came so easily to her, always tumbling out of her mouth. A bundle of energy, always surrounded by friends. And always happy. I’d never seen her not happy.

Until now.

Her eyes were red from crying, her cheek still streaked with tears. Her hair disheveled and tangled. Not a smile in sight.

I didn’t know why she was crying. There didn’t seem to be any real reason. She had never seemed like she was going through pain. You can’t smile when you’re sad, right? Her smiles were real. They didn’t seem fake.

I wanted to embrace her, to comfort her. I reached out, and she reached back. Our hands collided with the mirror between us.

Oh.

I met her eyes in the mirror. She—we—didn’t smile.

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