BEHIND HER MASK
Every step felt heavy, her body dragging as though she had spent the entire night carrying the weight of bricks.
She stood before the mirror, studying her reflection. What a mess. Her hair was a wild, tangled knot, and her eyes were swollen and red, as though she’d spent the night crying—even though she no idea of shedding a single tear. With a sigh, she decided her glasses would have to do; at least they would help hide the puffiness.
Once dressed for work, she made her way to the dining table. Eric sat there, headphones on, his attention locked on the game running on his phone. She exhaled softly. His obsession with video games was becoming too much, and sooner or later, she’d have to addr
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