Maybe She's Breaking?

Today, I saw a bruise on Ellie's stomach when she reached up to grab something from the cabinet, and I couldn't help but gasp at the sight of it. It was dark purple and looked out of place against her pale skin, almost scary even.

"What's that?" I almost surprised myself. Did those words just really come out of my mouth? Did I really stretch out my hand and point at her stomach, like I really thought she was going to tell me anything?

Ellie's face went stony for a few seconds before she pulled her shirt back down over her stomach and shrugged. "I fell out of bed yesterday morning."

I know she's lying.