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ous glances people cast her way made her feel utterly ashamed, as if everyone could s

herself to catch her breath. Her lungs ached from running, and her breaths came out in short, sharp gasps. She stood there for a moment, li

aze of panic lifted. Only then did she notice the sticky discom

e caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and froze. There, on her pale skin, was a

strange sensation that had accompanied it. She reached behind her, tracing the mark with her fingertips. The skin was slightly swollen,

he didn't dislike it. In fact, there was something oddly satisfyin

e was six ye

le girl curious about her mother's makeup, she had wanted to put on lipstick, to pretend she was a princess.

carefully replaced the cap on the empty tube, pretending nothing had happened. Her mother hadn'

ed the lipstick, even though it was a cheap one from the supermarket. The weight of her gui

Using a plunger, she fished out the broken lipstick. Furious

red several swift smacks to her butt. Lyla didn't remember the pain itself anymore. What she remembered was crying, the wa

of breaking the lipstick had vanished, replaced by a strange sense of

hment, though painful, had brought with it a strange sense of release. It was a phenomenon she understood well as a psychology stud

ght fit into the psychological framework she had studied. But after tonight's encounter with the Shadow Master, her pe

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ll resting on the welt, and the sight of herself touching it made her blush with embarrassment. Her mind flashe

ds. She didn't know if she should hold on to this night

th the Shadow Master. She had made up her mind. Whatever had happ

e and go straight to bed. It was the best night of sleep she'd had since starting her PhD

n't checked her email since the previous afternoon, and when she opened her inbox, it was filled with forwarded messag

ad left her in a good mood. She quickly washed up, made herself a simple br

nearly empty. Lyla found a seat by the window, open

long when a voice behi

f I were your teacher, I wou

round in her chair, only to meet th