MONALISA

I walked into my room, my insides boiling with anger but my anger wasn't at him but at myself. Was this just who I was? Was I someone who wasn't lovely enough to be kept around for long?

I looked into the mirror and stared at my reflection. I looked beautiful but I didn't feel beautiful anymore. I had looked into this same mirror yesterday and I had looked and felt beautiful but not anymore.

Lucius' eyes had held something I couldn't decipher and the best I could ...