The last Thursday of October.

  Around six in the evening…

  Seda had started aging.

  She stood by the window, watching the rain.

  A cup of tea rested in her hands.

  At first, she didn’t notice it.

  The dark clouds outside had turned the glass into a mirror.

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  She glanced at her reflection, at the neckline of her sweater.

  Her neck—long and slender—had always been admired.

  Then, suddenly, she leaned in, startled.

  There it was. A fine line.

  On her beautiful neck.

  Frowning, she examined it closely.

  That night, before bed, she applied her vitamin C cream.

  She dreamed of her old lover.

  He was still twenty.

  But she… she was as she is now.

  She woke up in the middle of the night.

  And that was when she knew.

  She was getting older.

  Then, she went back to sleep.

  Because really… what else is there to do?