Chapter 39: Effects
The next day was as Victor had warned: tender and unfamiliar.
Moving her body proved to be a mistake, as it was weighed down by soreness and a hyper awareness of the numbing sensation from the mark. Along with other little things, like knowing that Victor was in the bathroom before she had even fully woken up, and seeing everything with a new sharpness, it was throwing her for a loop.
“This is super weird,” she uttered aloud, placing her hand on her neck.
“That’s normal to feel for the next few days,” Victor said, sitting beside her. “Are you uncomfortable? What can I do?”
“It’s uh, I’m not sure how to describe it. And I don’t need anything right now, thanks. How are you feeling?”
The genuine beam of joy he produced fluttered her heart. “The best I’ve felt in a while. I wiped the floor with everyone in training this morning. After all the teasing, of course.”
“This morning? What time is it?”
“It’s two forty-five.”
“PM?! You should’ve woken me. What about work?”