Mirror

After everything that happened, there are five things I’m sure of:
One - My name is Grace Gentry.
At least that hasn’t changed.
Two - Impossibly, time can be bent, shaped, and altered.
Jumping centuries breaks laws, and I’m living the consequences—good and bad.
Three - My future is undeniably cemented in the past.
He lives in yesterday, but I want him to be part of my tomorrow.
Four - Some things lost are not lost forever.
Sometimes they’re only misplaced.
Five - Evil is not confined by time.
And this evil has traveled to find me.

One week ago, I didn’t know time could move backwards.
One week ago, I didn’t know anything existed behind the glass of the mirror.
One week ago, I didn’t know—couldn’t know—that when I finally found light, I unwillingly welcomed darkness.