5: Reckoning

He is sitting at the table with his wife next to him. Sadie walks up from behind and leaning in whispers, “I remember what you did to me.”

His glass slips from his hand as she continues on a line. Looking back to see jets of red shoot across the white table. Her message delivered, like an arrow straight through the heart.

Standing at the end of the bar she watches as he slowly comes undone. Ready for the fight to come Sadie catches a glimpse in the mirror. She sees only herself looking back.

Part 4: Collision Course

4. Collision Course

She had planned for weeks, since the invitation arrived at the door. Her journey set on its final trajectory. Coming this far seemed impossible. Self-conscious, Sadie enters…

The space was surreal, marble columns, pastel accents throughout, the dull roar of countless conversations filling the air. Scanning she sees him. A shiver shoots through her.

It wasn’t too late; she could still turn back. “No!”, Sadie screamed beneath her breath, “How could I look in the mirror again.”

With purpose, she weaved through the crowded room, her realities together approaching from all sides. Trembling she approaches…

3. Convergence

The inflective and the reflective finding common ground. Pushing through the barriers Sadie had erected to shield herself from the trauma. Compelling the other to parse through every painful moment in search of resolution. Holding on to the others mirror so as not to fall.

Slowly, buried secrets begin to reveal themselves as she assembles the remnants of a fractured existence. Piecing together the broken fragments from her alternate realities, she rebuilds an identity almost lost to a single violent act.

Who she was and who she has become converging to bridge the chasm together.