The door creaks open as I stumble into the living room and try to get my balance by resting against the table closest to the door.

I hear Mark's footsteps come closer to where I am and I quickly try to make myself look not too bad so he won't get worried about me.

I try to make my hair look less rough and I try to clean off the already dried bloodstain on my chin but it doesn't go away.

Mark switches on the light and I see the horror settle in his eyes when he takes in my appearance but I still smile at him to let him...