Material desires

Aria sat still in front of her dresser mirror for many minutes, running a bright red lipstick over her lip over and over again with stopping. Her eyes had wandered away from the mirror and what she was doing, with only her subconsciousness only performing her before action.

She was somewhat lost in the thoughts of what Dalton had said the day before, even if it was not meant to bother her in any way. Though she didn't read the meaning of it or take his words seriously, her mind kept on flashing back to the brief action and words memory that had taken place in Dalton's room.

The fact she had kissed him back even when the thought of that used to disgust her before, was a thought on her own to ponder upon. She enjoyed it in a way, even if she hated to admit it. But his words at the ending sounded so sincere, even when she was trying to tell herself that Dalton was not to be trusted.

He had done too many things to hurt her, both voluntarily and involuntarily in many ways. Even t