Chapter 7

After closing the restaurant and letting my self into my apartment. I couldn't help not think about the detective. Sitting in the bathroom and removing my makeup, I stare at me self in the mirror. The scar is so visible and so horrible it's just a daily reminder of my life. Removing my clothes and hoping into the shower looking at my self in the mirror and seeing my darkened bruises and scars on my body.                                                                              I just wish I can erase those nine years of my childhood from my mind. But if I do I would never of met my saviour. Max.  Getting into bed I drift off to sleep thinking about him and  our meeting tomorrow. I would have to get into work earlier to prepare my makeup routine and find something suitable to wear so my bruising is not visible to anyone. 

The next morning waking up refreshed and happy, thanking the lord for my freedom. I jump out of bed go to the bathroom then go get breakfast ready. I decided to lounge around in my pyjamas till  two o clock  before making my way downstairs. Today I've decided to wear a long sleeve dark green jumpsuit. It has a high collar which is perfect for hiding my body. Starting my makeup routine and wondering what he wants to talk to me about. Putting on my heels having one last look in the mirror I make my way into the restaurant. A couple of staff already there getting ready for dinner and Max patiently waiting at the door. With a smile on my face I let him in.