I stared at my reflection in the bathroom mirror, my hands trembling slightly. How had I ended up like this? Everything that had happened between Axel and me… it felt like a joke.
Like a sick game where I was the punchline. The image of his face, so close, those eyes burning with some intensity I couldn't even begin to understand, it still stayed in the back of my mind.
And Rosa. Rosa with her sharp fangs and malicious smile as she slashed my face. By the Moon, the image was etched into my soul.
I could feel the pain over and over again every time the image flashed in my mind.
I turned the faucet on and the sound of rushing water followed. My hands moved, fumbling to undress as I tried to push the memories away.
My skin still tingled where Axel had touched me, where his lips had claimed me like a man starving. It was as if my body remembered him even when my mind screamed at me to forget him.
