There was definitely something about crying to sleep because when you woke up, you'd have a swollen face. Especially in my case. I hated my face the moment I looked at my reflection in the mirror.
I had cried myself to sleep when I realized I had fallen in love with Emery. My heart and wolf had different ways of taking control of my emotions and I couldn't even tell myself not to fall in love with him knowing he would be bad news to me.
I ignored my reflection and went to take my bath. Hoping the hot water would help relax my face so that it won’t look obvious, or I would have to borrow Silas' glasses today. I didn't want to be questioned about my face or have to explain things to them with lies. Lying was never my strong point so I avoided it at all costs.
When I was done
