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Twenty-nine.

Elle POV.

Last night was awful, I cried through the night, and Devil didn’t come back, I waited and waited but she didn’t come back, not even when the sun came up, not when the day started, not when I had to get up, not when work time came and I had to get ready. I made a giant cup of coffee, I had it through the morning. A sip while checking my notification and emails, my editors take forever to reply and guess what their answer is never what you wanna hear. Next I answered to my comments, the thing that keep me working, other than Devil no one ever said any good comment about me.

I took more sips of my coffee getting dressed for work, I was mostly dragging myself forward, my legs refused to lift up from the floor, I was a walking zombie, but work had to be done, I borrowed some of Devil’s make up, everything was a shade too dark for me, but she did have some lighter ones she bought to teach me on how to use them, I took advantage of that, I did some face painting, didn’t do a great
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