One of those days
Elle was starting to wake up and she was felling like she was struck by a car. She slowly opened her eyes and was met by Damian’s face. He was still sleeping, but his face did not look like he was sleeping peaceful. She slowly got up the bed, looked at the time; it was about 6 in the morning and went into the bathroom; she looked at herself in the mirror and noticed that her light was gone. She had no more happy eyes and even her skin looked dull. She took a quick cold shower hoping to make her tiredness go away, but no use. She dragged herself into the next room and into the dresser and put on some comfy clothes, a large black sweeter, a pair of black pants and some black leather boots since the weather was starting to get cold. She did her light makeup like always and stopped once
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