I smooth out my face, contemplating how I can smile again. “Duh, Addie,” I whisper. “You know how to do it.” I lift the lipstick and place it on the corner of my lip and draw it out across my cheek, curving it up towards my eyes. Then the other side, until a big red smile is painted across my face. The Joker had the right idea, I decide. Feeling slightly better, I cap the tube and let it roll across the floor. Heavy footsteps travel down the hallway and toward my room. My heart speeds up, and I wonder if Francesca will let me keep my smile. Just for a night.
Unhinged behaviour
