Lila stepped into the changing room, arms full of dresses she’d picked on impulse. The soft light above the mirror made her skin glow as she slipped into a silky beige one, twirling to see how it moved. Each outfit showed a different version of her — bold, shy, free. For a moment, the mall noise faded, and all she saw was confidence reflected back. She smiled, realizing she wasn’t just trying on clothes — she was trying on who she was becoming.