-Octavia-
I stood in front of the mirror mounted on the wall, staring at my reflection. I felt numb as I took in the sight before me. Blood dripped from cuts I had inflicted on myself. My chest, stomach, and legs were dotted with dark bruises.
A gash ran through my left eyebrow, bleeding profusely, so I had to keep my eye closed to prevent the blood from getting in. My lip was split open, and there was a small cut on my cheek. I managed a smile, almost satisfied with my handiwork.
It wasn’t the first time I had used pain to clear my mind. There was something in me that craved it, a way to shut my heart away. But by tomorrow, most of them would have healed, the dark bruises turning yellow and blue, and the day after, I would be almost back to normal.
I nodded to myself as I heard a kn
