After cleaning Julie’s wound which turned out to be not as bad as Henry had first thought, he instructed her softly to get dressed for the plan was still on.
Julie, despite her exhaustion from crying too much, agreed readily. She needed fresh air. She could admit that much.
And thus, she decided to do what her brother asked of her. He knew these things better than her, seeing as he was a shrink.
She chose an outfit, did her hair, and put on some make-up on, focusing on applying a good layer of concealer so as to hide the bags under her eyes.
When she finished, she bent a little bit to face what remained of the mirror and deemed herself presentable enough.
She then went downstairs and found her brother and Cami arguing about their current living arrangements.
“I don’t want to li
