Narrator’s POV
Someone once said that you only regret your decision a day late after making them, it happens in the moments when reality finally kicks in.
Zaira felt like her day after was at that moment.
“Oh, my Moon Goddess…” Zaira whispered as she lay on the bed. The blankets were sprawled out over her chest, only working to cover half of it. The visible side of her chest and neck was quite a sight to see. Zaira’s neck was covered in hickeys. There were multiple bite marks and red spots on her neck and her body, effectively giving her pale white skin some color. Zaira wasn’t even sure if it hurt or not.
Zaira shifted on the bed slightly. An uncomfortable pain shot up through her legs. It wasn’t intense but it was there, she didn’t have to question how she ended up in that situation,
