Standing under the shower Niya lets the cold water drop directly on her head and run through her entire body, hoping it will wash away the shame and hatred. Looking at the small mirror at the opposite wall of the washroom she sees cracks which are invisible to other eyes, cracks that can demonstrate only one thing- a mask. Ever since these crazy incidents happened she has lost grip on her life and it is way worse than just a feeling of restlessness. She is not sure anymore about her ...