My eyes were puffy when I finally sat up from the bed. I could still feel the dull sting on my cheek. With a sigh, I stood and headed straight to the bathroom to wash my face, hoping the cold water would calm the heat of both my skin and my emotions. I stared at myself in the mirror, my reflection silent but heavy with frustration.
Damn, that devil...
Just thinking about what he did makes my chest tighten with anger. No matter how much I try to shake it off, the rage keeps rising back to the surface.
I decided to step out of the room. It was oddly quiet. I had a feeling Demetri might’ve gone out again and left me here like he always does. As I made my way downstairs, I heard faint sounds coming from the kitchen.
I peeked inside and saw a woman cooking, it was Demetria. She looked focus
