Survivor

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I slip into a pair of patent leather, baby pink, six-inch, closed-toe high heels and buckle the straps around my ankles. I get up and walk over to the mirror. I take a shaky breath and feel tears coming to my eyes as I stare at my reflection. I look beautiful… I have no right to ask, but I really need to encourage Julian to tip those women because what they just did is nothing short of a miracle. Monique has practically erased all signs of my injuries, filled my eyebrows, extended my lashes and painted my lids in a soft, shimmering pink that only gets a little darker around the edges and accentuated it with winged eyeliner. I’ve never done a winged eye before, but damn! Somehow they’ve made the natural chocolate colour of my eyes look darker and more sultry. My lips have been lined and pa

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