I was looking deep in my cracked mirror, grimacing at my cursed beauty, when I heard a loud thud from downstairs.

I raced downstairs, forgetting my blindfold in the process, thinking it was a wild animal breaking in again. Yet, my blood ran cold as I saw a young woman in my kitchen.

Something felt off until I dared to glance at her eyes, realising she was blind, meaning my curse didn't work on her! But she was still an intruder.