Thursday, 12th October, 7:32 AM
Honey stared at her reflection in the bathroom mirror, carefully assessing her options. Last night, she'd slept restlessly despite the comfort of her friends' presence in the penthouse. The pain had kept her awake.
The bruise on her cheek had darkened overnight, a vivid purple-blue stain that no amount of makeup could fully conceal. She pressed her fingertips gently to the edge, wincing at the tenderness. It would be at least a week before this faded completely. She did not want to answer questions about it. It was bad enough that Grayson knew.
She sighed, reaching for her pain medication. Tossing back the pills, she swallowed them dry. It wasn't like she had an empty stomach. Lauren and Maggie had made sure she had eaten before they left this morning to
