Shame, Guilt, Embarssment, and Anger

*Misty hesatates for a moment but know there was no point Carson wouldent leave till she opened the door or he would force it open himself. Leting out a sigh Misty takes a few steps back and opens the door the rest of the way. Imeadyitly her head loswers and her gaze drops to the floor. A suddon wave of shame, guilt, embarssment, and anger rushing over her but not twords Carson. Twords the one that bore her these marks.*

"Come in if you want than if you want."

*Misty's eyes slowly rise to look Carson in the eye, as another wave of pain shoots through the side of her face.*