Time to bury yourself.

"That's not right. That's impossible. How come they were erased?" 

Zoren leaned against the jamb of the door, his eyes on her. He saw her turn to him, and even without seeing the shock plastered on her face, he could feel her panic and fright. 

"I—" she halted as she glanced at the mirror again, touching the love marks on top of her chest. 

[You have a husband whom you can trust with all of your heart, body, and soul.] 

Slowly, Penny turned to look at Zoren, opening and closing her mouth. Instead of fresh and old bruises on her body, it was filled with love marks. She didn't recall being with anybody yet. Even if she planned to throw herself at Zoren, she hadn't done that. 

But the evidence on her body said otherwise. 

"You…" she trailed off, squinting at him. "... did this?" 

Zoren glanced at the red spot on top of her right breast and nodded. "I got too excited."