Elend braced herself on the ceramic bathroom sink and gazed into the mirror. She felt that one of these days if she looked hard enough, she would eventually catch a glimpse of her reflection. She pictured her green eyes, smooth mocha skin, and long pencil straight blonde hair. She pretended she could see herself touching up her lip gloss.
She would be good. She collected herself and had intended to rejoin Joel and his friend if only to say goodbye. She wasn’t even certain why she felt the need to do that, but that is what she decided she should do. And she could handle that. She would hold her breath if she had to. Not that there was even breath inside her to breathe in a living sense.