MONALISA
I walked into my room, my insides boiling with anger but my anger wasn't at him but at myself. Was this just who I was? Was I someone who wasn't lovely enough to be kept around for long?
I looked into the mirror and stared at my reflection. I looked beautiful but I didn't feel beautiful anymore. I had looked into this same mirror yesterday and I had looked and felt beautiful but not anymore.
Lucius' eyes had held something I couldn't decipher and the best I could do eventually was to conclude that he didn't want me anymore.
I thought about going back home but decided against it. He had carefully and firmly stated that I wasn't to leave and even if I left, I was staying right opposite so was that even me leaving?
My heart clenched and I felt a hurt that I had hardly ever fel
