Annabelle's POV
I tugged in a deep breath as I walked deeper into the room. As I passed the standing mirror by the wall, I caught a glimpse of myself. The lady that stared back looked different with her puffy lips and mangled hair.
Don't look at me like that! I said to my reflection, reprimanding it for putting us in such a dilemma. I walked past it into the shower and sighed as the blasted cold water sent a shiver through my body.
Damn! I was really in a nut.
After the extremely cold shower, which should have helped me loosen up but surprisingly didn't, I moulded the hotel with large white towels around my body and head.
