Of course what happened the night before left marks on everyone in attendance, the signs were different for each person. It had been heart failure, an accident, so Lorena didn’t want to dwell on it. Being cooped up like that and having her freedom taken from her had been extremely unpleasant however. The first thing she did after getting out was take a long hot shower before changing into a new outfit as she’d been wearing Jordan’s jacket for most of the night. She did her make up again as well, out of necessity as well as the need to be back in control of her own appearance. Her cheek was bruising slightly, not as bad as she had feared but still noticeable if she hadn’t masked it. She rarely ever wore foundation and now she had to clog her pores because of that bitch. Lorena agreed with Reign to meet in the hotel bar, the same one she had poured the wine on Kit in. It took her a moment to spot her but she walked over to where Reign was sitting with confident strides. She was putting on a front refusing to show weakness as to how the situation had actually hurt her. “You wanted to talk in person? Fine. I’m here. Talk.”
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