I woke up miserable the next morning. Not because Marcella stood over me with flared nostrils and a scowl that could make the devil look like an ordinary man. My head hurt. My feet hurt. My whole body hurt. I had a splitting headache that made opening my eyes difficult.
"What have you done?" She accused, lips curled. I didn't need a reminder but the previous night came running back to me.
Close your eyes, Princess.
I should have ignored him then. I should have walked away then. But I hadn't. I hadn't and I couldn't tell if I regretted it or not. I buried my face into the pillow.
We stayed there until the sun started to rise in the sky. Until night changed to day and stars faded away.
I staying out all night making out with him. I felt shame build in my gut. Shame and disgrace.
