whisper selfcest fic; the other her is mimic. it’s pre-betrayal, of course. she’s trans; he, with some effort, can be anyone. they’ve made a game out of this, imagining who she might be. who she’d like to become. it ramps up, gets out of hand… then continues. years later she does become who she wants to be. it’s not the same, but it’s so, so similar. today in the mirror she is haunted.