C7 Chapter 7 Could it be a mistake?

Doris POV

His hand was tightly bound around my wrist as he pulled me through the crowd of people; I knew there was no use struggling to break free from his grip. I just had to pray that the mark was still covered from the makeup. Part of me wondered if I would still be able to deny it even if he did see the mark.

My heart raced rapidly against my chest