Novel & Cerita Painless Black Spot Inside Cheek

She walks out of the room and I get up from my bed and walk to the bathroom. The first thing I saw was my face and I felt like I've risen from my own corpse, my cheeks have sunken too much, I've got dark bags under my eyes and my skin looks so pale and lifeless. And then my gaze moves to my left side of the neck, a huge patch of my skin has gone blue in color with purple spots and I see two holes in the center. This shit is agony! I sigh and carefully remove my clothes, my whole upper left side pains on even the slightest movement and look how easily these vampires drink and just forget what sin they did!

Every day that passed away in Vidar was becoming more torturous than the last. A brand what Vidar he left at the my neck all those months ago used to be just two little spots where his canines pierced me. You points they were one little elevated It is cured with scar tissue – barely noticeable unless you were looking for them. Now, however, it looked absolutely horrible. They were red and irritated, surrounded by a rash that spread across my neck , shoulder, and chest. Vidar's two tooth punctures opened and bled constantly, staining anything I wore, even though I tried to keep it covered with a bandage.

Right below his jaw. “What’s that?” I asked. He froze for a millisecond. Blinked. Then leaned back and laughed like I’d just asked if he’d joined the circus. “This?” He touched it casually. “Oh, you’re trippin’, baby. It’s nothing. I got bit by something yesterday—some kind of bug. It itched like hell, and I must’ve scratched it in my sleep. That’s probably why it looks like that.” Bug bite. Right. I stared at the mark. It was round, dark, and just slightly swollen. If I leaned in a little closer, I’d bet I’d see the outline of lips.

He wouldn’t let me apply it when he was awake. But as I pulled his pants down to check the scrapes on his thighs, the world stopped spinning. There, on the pale skin of his upper thigh, was a dark, irregular spot. My breath hitched. My heart didn't just race—it stopped. My fingers moved on their own, brushing over it. It wasn't just a spot; it was a birthmark. A black, jagged shape I knew better than my own name. Because I had the exact same one, in the exact same place.

I don’t need their help. “I’m not letting you go see a doctor in a foreign country by yourself,” she explains. Her tone suggests I shouldn’t be surprised by this. “Did you get a bite? It looks like here’s where it happened.” She pushes on the spot, sending white-hot pain through my cheek. “Ow!” I scream. I twist my face this way and that in the mirror, trying to get a better vantage point. “Should I try to open it up or pop it?”

She must be tired. I moved the hair out of her face and slid my hand slowly to caress her cheek. I stared at her for a few more seconds before I decided to go take a bath. I took off my mask and looked at my face for a few seconds before getting a wet towel from a hanger and passing it over revealing the scar on my left cheek. It went all the way from the bottom of my eye, across my cheekbone, and to my jaw, it was a pinkish-brownish color and about two inches wide.

I bit the inside of my cheek. Good. The waitress approached, and the moment I saw her, I had to look away to keep my face straight. She chewed loudly, her gum snapping and popping with every step, like it had lost its flavor a long time ago but she refused to let it go. Her hair was a deep, harsh red, and her makeup did not match her skin at all. It clashed in a way that made it hard not to stare. A large wart sat on her right cheek, impossible to miss.

I just could not keep my eyes off him. My client was running on the treadmill, giving me time to look over at the front desk. Elias lifted his head, glancing from side to side, not seeming to notice that I was staring. When he looked back down, his hand cupped one of his pecs, gently massaging it. I furrowed my eyebrows. Did his chest hurt or something? It would make sense if he had been working out, but he claimed he had not. I tilted my head, watching as he squeezed and poked around. Right in the center, a dark spot started to form on his light blue shirt. It looked like it was right over his nipple.

I heard Akash clearing his throat. "Janu, I think you need to reapply the concealer. It's worn off here." Vidhu whispered in a teasing tone and winked at me pointing my chin. My eyes widened in horror. His bite mark! Oh my God! I covered my chin with a kerchief and rushed to the restroom.I found an oval shaped purple mark visible there on my left chin. My mind took me to the situation I got them making my cheeks heat up. I shuffled my handbag to find that stupid concealer and applied it to mask the mark as much as it would look natural.

My face was a horrific, unnatural shade of pale. Greenish-gray patches of discoloration spread down my neck, making everyone's skin crawl. My cracked lips had turned a dark purple, and a dried streak of blackened blood clung to the corner of my mouth. It was a mark from yesterday, when I had bitten my lip hard to endure the pain in my chest. Even in death, I frowned tightly, and my expression was locked in agony from my final moments. The horrifying sight shocked everyone.