I sat down in front of the dressing table as soon as I got into the room. I did not even notice he was not behind me because my mind was going in the different directions after the awkward interaction with his ex.
I picked up the makeup wipes and started cleaning my face slowly.
Not long after, he came into the room. I stared at him through the mirror as he took off his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. He was not looking at me so maybe he did not know I was staring.
"Is there something you want to say?" He asked, still not looking up.
I thought about it. Was there anything I wanted to say right now? I could not even point out why I was slightly upset tonight.
So I shook my head.
"Words, Mira."
"It's nothing." I mumbled.
I faced the mirror again and picked up another wet wipe to clean off the foundation on my face.
I did not hear him approach me. Maybe it was because I was in my own head that was swarming with different thoughts.
