The way Prita was acting towards me was more than odd. "Have you lost your mind?" The words came out harsh, as I rubbed the lipstick on my cheek. The whirlpool inside me was still spinning, still letting me know it was there.
The smile she flashes shows all her teeth. For a moment my vision seemed skewed, as a flash of small black stubs were where her usually flawless teeth were, her hair short, patchy, and coarse. Within a blink, she looked exactly as I'd known her, perfect from her flowing, shiny, jet-black locks, to her gleaming teeth. As striking as always, and a glint of excitement in her eyes. Ignoring my question entirely she lifts my pendant, which was all but black with the amount of power I had been siphoning into it rather than using.
"So you are still holding back, somehow
