Une Mгёre Parfaite -

The day the illusion broke started with a simple blueberry muffin. Claire was preparing for the annual school bake sale, an event she usually dominated with tiered displays and hand-drawn labels.

As she reached for the flour, she saw her reflection in the polished chrome of the toaster. She didn’t recognize the woman looking back. The eyes were tired, framed by fine lines she had spent a fortune trying to erase. Une mГЁre parfaite