The alarm clock went buzzing next to me and I let out a sleepy yawn. I got up leisurely and headed straight to the bathroom.
I almost screamed when I saw my reflection in the mirror. I looked horrible, damn horrifying. There were black circles around my eyes which were swollen from all the sobs. I sighed and washed my face.
When I was still with Edmond, I put on make-up every day, not much but just enough to make him fancy. He adored girls looking more mature and I admitted without make-up, I looked like a kid.
Victoria was mature, indeed. I saw her a few times and even though she was only fifteen, with all those heavy make-up and accessories, she appeared more like a twenty. Perhaps Edmond only fell for old women.
I grinned as I thought of it. No need make-up today just to please my boyfriend. No need special things to put on to make myself attractive and noticeable. I could return to being an ordinary teenage girl. Slowly and carefully, I combed my tangled crimson hair and fitted a clip to my fringe. I looked fresh and carefree.
I didn’t have to beautify myself on purpose anymore. Before, I might feel it was part of my responsibilities to look good for Edmond so that he could have a perfect girlfriend to show off in front of his buddies. Right now, a broken heart wished nothing more than being normal again.
But just one more thing missing. I rummaged around the drawers and finally found my glasses. I wouldn’t wear any more contact lens from now on. Was it just my imagination or my eyes did really look brighter than usual after putting on the glasses?