[1 YEAR LATER]
Naomi picked up her red gloss over the vanity, smiling in front of the mirror. She made sure to apply one smooth and shiny swipe as she hummed at a random tune. She didn’t know what particular song her mouth had the opportunity to compose this morning. All she knew was that it was a happy one.
She is a happy one.
Because today marks the first year of her recovery. The healing process for her second surgery was a bumpy road but she was glad she made it this far. As Naomi took her body con dress with puff long sleeves fashion, she reminisced her journey.
The girl remembered waking up with almost no memory of anything. It terrified her to the core. She didn’t know her name, her age, and the faces surrounding her wearing looks of concern. She recalled feeling like a lost p
