دانلود رمان انگلیسی “کیتوز در بطری رامونه است” – جلد 6.5

I licked my lips and recited the incantation: “Mirror, mirror, on the wall…” When I was still a young and innocent girl, I used to repeat these words over and over again, like a prayer, like a dream. It’s trite, maybe, but I was imagining a prince on a white horse who would take me away someday. This morning, at the end of summer, there’s a sense of calm and serenity, like the clear sky seen in a faint memory. I’m still in my underwear as I look at myself in the full-length mirror. My reflection feels like a stranger’s. My thighs and hips have a layer of feminine softness above toned muscles. My waist is slim, and my rounded breasts are beautifully shaped, if I do say so myself. My midnight blue bra and panties stand out against the fresh sunlight that shines through the gaps in the curtains. Mirror, mirror, on the wall. There is no trace of the girl who asked that question left anymore. I try to laugh at myself. “Well, I’m not really the Snow White type, am I?” Anyway, it was the wicked queen who had the magic mirror. Someone too consumed with her own beauty, unable to accept being inferior to another. It’s strange because when I was little, she was just the villain. But now I feel a little bit of affinity with her. Still, I thought as I changed into the clothes I’d prepared last night. If I was the wicked queen, I wouldn’t make Snow White eat a poisoned apple. Once you do something like that, you can’t take it back. It’s a one-way ticket to becoming the villainess of the story. Instead, I’d put her in a special dress. I’d help her put on her makeup and teach her social etiquette, if necessary. Then I’d invite her to the castle ball and ask the prince, with my head held high…