Dorothy felt like her mind was a mess, as if it had been stirred into a muddy puddle, unable to think about anything.
She stumbled out of the hospital, her legs swollen from standing all night, aching as if they were filled with lead.
Unable to walk any further, she saw a breakfast shop open nearby. She walked in, ordered something randomly, and sat down to take a breather.
The shop owner, a woman, went over to her with fried eggs and milk and was taken aback when she saw Dorothy's condition.
"Good Lord, girl, what happened to your face? You're bleeding! You have to clean that up!"
She hurriedly went back to get some medicine and iodine for Dorothy.
Only then did Dorothy use her phone's front camera to look at the wound on her cheek.
It was quite a sight.
Heather's nails had scratched the skin near her eye, and perhaps because she had been frowning, it had reopened and started bleeding again.
She thought, her left cheek must have pissed off some deity to get hit twice like that.
"Ouch. Doesn't that hurt? And you're laughing!"
The shop owner was kind-hearted and continued to help her clean and disinfect the wound.
Despite the obvious pain, Dorothy had started laughing for some reason.
The shop owner wondered if there was something wrong with that beautiful girl's brain.
"Thank you, I can handle it," Dorothy took the medicine from her hand, her gaze falling on the fried eggs and milk on the table.
Everett always liked to have them for breakfast.
She must have ordered them unconsciously.
Habits are indeed a scary thing.
She didn't eat, nor did she continue to medicate her wound. She just sat quietly for a while, then placed the payment for the breakfast and iodine on the table before leaving.
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