Mabel Shot Part 4

"You and that man, I don't know, isn’t it a bit crazy, don’t you think?" I ask, looking at his thoughtful face.
I catch a glimpse of conflicting emotions shining in his eyes as he shrugs and slowly shakes his head.
"No, this is Sodoma, Mabel," Macro replies, opening the car door and getting inside.
I stand for a while at the entrance of my building, watching him drive away before heading up to my empty apartment waiting for me. The beer remains on the table alongside my bag as I walk toward the bathroom, shedding my clothes to take a shower. As soon as I remove my shirt, I turn on the bathroom light and toss it into the laundry basket. My eyes lift to the reflection in the mirror, observing the large scar on my abdomen, above my belly, which stretches to the side and rises close to my armpit. A mark tattooed on me, a reminder of how cruel and dangerous my demons are.
"Where are you going, Mabel?" I ask, feeling sad as I look at the reflection of the woman chained within herself staring back at me in the mirror.

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