Venessa's pov.

Opening my eyes, I laid still in my bed watching the sunrise through the window. My thoughts drifted back with my conversation with Vincent, I thought he would call back but unfortunately he didn't.

Dragging my body towards the bathroom, I looked at myself at the mirror tracing the bruises I got from Andrew and Leonardo, they're slowly fading away and it is not as dark as it was before but it was still visible, if you would look closely ...