Natalia fell asleep almost immediately after I helped her into my car. I leaned the seat back in the hope to help her sleep more comfortably on our way home. She looks exhausted and I don’t mean from the sex we just had but overall, she looks drained and tired. The makeup she had applied today caught my eye right away.
These color tones that I believe suits her were all present on her face and as much as I appreciate the effort that she has put in to please me; it only added to the burden that I feel. All this colorful make-up could not hide her stress and exhaustion or the fact that her body seems to have lost some weight. Something was clearly eating up Natalia from the inside and so far, she has not told me a word about it. This could only mean two things: First, whatever it was is going to hurt me or my feelings. Second, she believes that there is nothing I can do about the situation and that it would only be a bother to me.
