My new reflection

Denise stared into the mirror.

At first glance, it felt as if she was still looking at her old male self. But the longer that the former trainer stared into the glass, it was starting to click for her.

"I love it, sis." Denise answered, blowing a kiss towards the glass. Of course, she didn't get a proper response back from the version of her in the mirror. That would just be silly.

"That's good to hear." Delia remarked, giving the clock outside of the room a quick look. While quite early at the current moment, this made for the perfect time to get Denise outside of the house. "Let's head on out."

Denise nodded, feeling her sister grab hold of her hand.