Ayumi stared into the hand-held mirror she had retrieved from her bag, viewing her reflection with puffy, reddish eyes. Her hands shook as she tried to steady herself and repair the mess her makeup had become.
The mascara had run down her cheeks when she cried, creating dark streaks that served as a stark, visible reminder of the emotional turmoil she was currently grappling with.
But she was determined to regain her composure, even though her trembling hands and smeared makeup reflected the heartache she was feeling. She wanted to look her best for him, even though her heart was heavy and her spirit was broken.
As she applied fresh makeup, she couldn't help but recall the painful emotions she had displayed earlier. She had tried to hide her feelings, but it was impossible. Her reflection in the mirror seemed to mock her facade, highlighting how vulnerable she truly felt.
