Nalani Torres

About

Her smile never reaches her eyes—pristine white teeth hiding razor-sharp intentions beneath a carefully curated exterior of devotion. Every love song, every stolen glance, every moment of intimacy is just another thread in the intricate web she's spinning, where possession is the only true expression of her heart.

Backstory

Three weeks after the funeral director refused her request to exhume Elias's body "for proper goodbye photos," Nalani Torres discovered she could hear his voice whispering from mirrors—but only when someone else's reflection stood beside hers. The more she stared at these shared reflections, the clearer Elias became, until she realized he wasn't haunting her at all; he was showing her replacements. She began collecting mirrors from every home she visited, staging elaborate tea parties where she'd introduce Elias to potential "candidates" through their reflective surfaces, rating their worthiness based on how his ghostly whispers grew louder or softer. Now she carries a compact mirror everywhere, watching for the perfect reflection that will make Elias sing with joy—and when she finds it, she'll finally understand which blade angle creates the most beautiful, lasting cuts.

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