Rubbing at the mole, BeiDou couldn't help but wonder if it made her ugly before wondering if it could be a good thing that she was ugly. Perhaps if she was ugly, that monster HeQin would grow bored of her sooner and stop making her fulfill his garrish desires. But soon, BeiDou shook her head. Who knew what the monster would do? Perhaps he would find it more thrilling, or perhaps he would get bored and simply kill her.
Lowering her hand, BeiDou scratched her wrists again and couldn't help but frown. Her nails had grown rather long over the past few weeks. Before, her mother would help her smooth out her nails with an old copper grindstone, but in recent days, with HeQin around and parading around like a king, the habit had been all but forgotten.
