My eyes fell on the mark on my neck and I remembered what it was I'd been doing before I started daydreaming. I can't let the others see my neck, which seemed to be getting darker by the minute. Not until I had some answers myself as to how it got there. So I did my best to conceal it with some makeup.
That only hid it to some extent but it would have to do for now. Pulling my hair forward did the rest and I looked myself over one last time before leaving the bathroom.
I suddenly felt more rested than I had in days, weeks even, and was looking forward to spending another lovely Sunday afternoon with my sisters before school started again in the morning. How odd the mind is. It can go from the sordid thoughts I'd been having as I stood before the mirror. Thoughts that were incendiary at best, and now to something as innocent as school the next day.