Libra

You find yourself drafting a document that seems to shift and writhe on the page, each word a tiny betrayal. You know it's about sharing responsibilities but can't shake the feeling of diving into something far more personal than you bargained for. The more you write, the stranger your thoughts become, as if your mind has been invaded by another. In an old mirror at home, you catch sight of a single eye staring back at you from the shadows, an endless, dispassionate gaze that feels like a betrayal of all you trust.