i calmed down and Kayla left me in the room alone. She had places to go and people to see. She was always busy. i wondered over to the vanity i had been assigned and sat down. i stared at the girl in the mirror. It wasn't pretty. my face was red and puffy from crying. i had bruises and marks that were clearly visible in the skimpy nightie. But, the most drastic change was in my eyes. They were glassy with tears and seemed hooded with exhaustion and fear. i was still studying my eyes in the mirror when Edward himself walked into the room.
i'm alive and well, i'm just swamped with work. i'll pick back up asap. Writing for this blog takes a lot out of me and when i'm really busy, i just can't handle it. i'll try to post something early next week.
