CHAPTER TWENTY- WHAT DID HE THINK OF HER?

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I ran into a restroom closest to me, thankfully it was empty, I locked myself in and took a deep breath. I walked to the mirror and stared at myself. My red lip gloss was smudged, my hair was in disarray, I looked a mess, actually I looked like someone who just had a quick s*x. I grabbed wipes and started to clean the stain off, I ended up completely wiping all the lip gloss off in anger, I ran my hands through my hair but it didn’t do anywork, I massaged my scalp, that psychopath pulled my hair to harshly and now it hurts just touching it. I wished I had turned back to see his face but I just wanted to get out of there.  I feel disgusted. I'm so done with this party, I just want to go home, I looked at myself in the mirror for the last time, I still look bad but not as bad as earlier. Th

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