Ugh. She looked like crap.
Cael sighed as she caught sight of her reflection. Actually, she looked worse. Leaning forward, she surveyed herself critically in the mirror. Bleary-eyed from lack of sleep, her face looked like she’d had a run-in with a transport shuttle after being on a three-day bender. The bruises decorating her skin made her jaw look three times larger than it should be. She winced and turned her head. The thin red line of the incision from surgery followed the line of her jaw.
Great. Just great.
She looked terrible. Now no guy would give her a second look, especially not after Archon and Eoin’s little stunt last night in the bar. She might as well slap a damn “undateable” sign on her and be done with it.
Not that she’d ever been on a date before, but she’d read about t
