Embarrassment
Under the stream of water, she cupped her hands and gently washed her face. Heat flushed her cheeks from embarrassment, yet the cool water offered a semblance of solace.
Gradually, the tears ceased their flow. She meticulously removed the streaks of makeup from her face and employed the dry section of the towel to pat herself dry.
Curiously, she lifted an arm to sniff at her armpit, finding no discernible scent.