May 2, 2021
The first draft paragraph (at least i wrote something)
The cut on Mother's cheek wasn't deep by any means, but the slightest run of blood on her frail skin made my stomach drop. Had he not had the ring on, perhaps her face would've suffered no more than an ugly bruise, but I suppose he knew she could cover such an injury, by some means or other. The small cut, however, would be much more of an inconvenience. And until it healed, it would remain a constant reminder of the power he held over her. Such injuries were a threat of worse, and he held no hindrance to deliver on said threats.