CHAPTER 121 - It’s Not Yet The End

　　(Avery's Thoughts) 　　I suddenly wake up with a pondering headache. 　　I massage my temples and then press my fingertips against my nose bridge in a circular motion, trying to get the relief that I need.? 　　I try my best to crawl myself off the bed so I can at least wash my face and give it a rest from the heavy make-up and foundation covering it.? 　　Though my legs won't listen to me, I put my best effort so my soles would stay connected on the hotel floor. 　　With so much desperation, I finally reach the sink. I wait for the water to gush out from the faucet and begin to rinse my face, "Oh, god, this feels so refreshing."? 　　But looking at the mirror in front of me scares the hell out of me, "What the!" are the first words that come out of my mouth.? 　　What appeared in the mirror was the reflection of a woman without any finesse of her own, tangled hair, erased eyeshadow, smudged mascara and tainted lips.? 　　"How the hell did I get home looking like this? My God!"? 　　I hold my