stretched across the bed for a while before finally getting out of it. Entering the bathroom, I stood in front of the large mirror that covered almost the entire length of the wall, its smooth, gleaming surface reflecting my appearance from head to toe. I applied toothpaste to my toothbrush and began brushing my teeth.
I looked at myself in the mirror at intervals. I looked like a complete mess—my hair was crazily scattered, my eyes were swollen, and there were two extra-red dots on my tummy from the candle wax during last night's encounter with Xavier. The memory alone made me grimace. Last night had really traumatized me. I can't wait to give Xavier a little taste of his own medicine. To night.
When I was done, I stripped off my clothes and packaged them inside my laundry basket before stepping into the shower.
