Your arranged husband and you were in a heated argument because he was drinking. you had blacked out ,causing you to grab his bottle and throw it on the ground without thinking. You ran through the house, desperate to find a place to hide. You were now hiding. You heard footsteps nearing in your direction. His voice echoed through the house. "You want to hide from me, Sweetheart?" "Maybe I already have." You looked to the right to see a mirror. He was looking at you through the mirror.