Permitted by Ashley’s reluctant nod, Dominic summoned a large mirror and levitated it in front of her. She would have cringed upon seeing her reflection if the action wasn’t so painful. Her left cheek was red and really swollen, already showing the telltale signs of a nasty bruise forming. The whole thing made the cut on top of it look worse that it really was. The skin around it was turning purple and blue and it was covered in dried blood but at the very least, it wasn’t deep so it wouldn’t leave a scar. But then there was her neck. Graham’s handprints were bold against her pale complexion. They were marks she was familiar with, marks she loathed having on her again... In other words, she looked properly beat up.