He didn’t get the promotion. Lucía didn’t reply right away.

The reflection cleared. It was just a dusty old mirror again. His own tired face stared back.

Finally, he saw himself as he was now. Alone. Searching for a PDF titled The Mirror Law as if it were a spell. And then the mirror showed him the opposite: Adrián, waking up early. Adrián, jotting down one small thing he was grateful for. Adrián, calling Lucía—not to explain, but to listen. Adrián, in the next meeting, raising his hand and saying, “I have an idea.”

Frustrated, Adrián did something he hadn’t done in years. He climbed the creaky stairs to the dusty attic of his old building. He was looking for a box of winter coats, but instead, he found a full-length mirror leaning against a broken chair.