Sudut Bibir Luka Novels & Stories

'' Karis said before she could finish speaking, and she walked awkwardly over to the rest room. Her face was a mess, she concluded as she starred up at the mirror in front of her. Not only was the left corner of her lower lip and her mouth smeared with blood, her lip was also swollen. Coupled with that, she could still see faint marks on her cheek were her brother had struck her. Turning on the tap, she fished out a handkerchief from her bag, soaked it in the water and cleaned her lips. Her lipstick came off, but at least so did the blood. Convinced there was nothing more she could do to salvage her appearance, she stepped out.

Her hands flew to her mouth, her eyes going wide with pure shock. "Lord have mercy," she breathed, her voice trembling. "What on earth happened to you both?" Luca didn't look at her. He kept his eyes locked on the stairs, his jaw set in a hard, sharp line. But I could see what she saw. Luca’s lip was split, a dark bruise was blooming across his cheekbone, and his shirt was speckled with my blood. And then there was me. My nose was swollen and covered in surgical tape, my eyes were starting to turn a nasty shade of purple, and I looked like I’d been dragged through a rock slide.

"You're not. Where's the ice?" "There isn't any." "There has to be ice somewhere in this house." "Probably in the kitchen, which is on the other side of the pack house, and I'm not walking all the way there for a split lip." I dip the cloth in the bowl of water on the table and wring it out. "Hold still." He holds still. I press the cloth gently to his lip and he winces but doesn't pull away. This close I can see the full extent of the damage. Not just the lip and the jaw but a cut above his eyebrow I didn't notice before and bruising along his ribs.

“Of course, I’ll be fine. Go.” He kissed me softly, but full of passion before pulling away and standing. He nodded at me one last time before turning and walking to find his men. Lydia pulled out a pen light and shined it in my eyes, having me look in different directions. She clicked the pen off and put it back in her bag before she grabbed my face like Andrew had, running her fingers down my face. I winced when she touched the sensitive place on my cheekbone. “I think he may have kicked you in the face a few times, based on this injury. I think he cracked your orbital bone. But you’ll heal from that by tomorrow.”

So, there was no way he could hurt her mistakenly while kissing her as it seemed almost impossible for him. Bianca immediately stood up and rushed to the mirror... " My lips .." she mumbled with her eyes opened wide in horror!. " What's with your lips? Did I hurt you?" He asked with so much confusion that his face was scrunched up. " Its healed. Look at my lips that was bleeding moment ago... it's completely filled." She told him as she turned to him to show him the once wounded lips which now looked fully healed without even any black spot at all!.

That's why she still had them in her mouth when she was found. The doctor cut the cloth with surgical scissors to slowly remove the rocks, and that was when the doctor could finally get a closer look at her mouth. There were scratches everywhere inside her mouth. Even though they were not fatal or damaged the crown, the amount of scratches was terrifying to look at. The mouth was nothing like the skin. It would keep producing saliva, and the wound would take a longer time to recover, compared to other parts of the body. Not only would Aurora not be able to speak for some time, but she would have difficulty eating too.

Luzo added. I nodded. I wasn't going to argue with them. I tried to get more water in Adrian but it didn't work. Even Aklan and Luzo tried to, but nothing worked. Once the wound was clean, Luzo started to rip a shirt apart for bandages. "Doesn't it need stitches?" I asked her before she could continue. They both looked at me with a frown. "I don't know what that is." Luzo said to me. I sighed. I had never stitched someone up, but the gash was too big to let it heal by itself. The slice was 5cm wide.

Suddenly, he clenched his teeth tightly, biting down so hard that his lower lip was almost bleeding. Vivienne was taken aback and quickly reached out to touch Asher's lips. "Don't bite! You'll bleed! Please relax." His eyes flickered but, following her words, he loosened his lips slightly. Vivienne cupped his jaw with one hand and traced his lower lip with the other, examining it carefully. Fortunately, although he had bitten hard, there were only deep tooth marks on his lip, and his skin hadn't been broken. Vivienne felt somewhat relieved.

I ask her as I have a seat across from her. "Hurting some this afternoon." She adjusts in the bed. I allow myself to look at her. Really look at her. Her face is purple and red, bruised to hell and back. Her lips are split and doubled in size. The left cheek is stitched up over the bone. "I'm so sorry this happened to you."

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