Chapter 39

• I waited in the room walking up and down ready for Darius to finish getting ready so we can leave. I caught my reflection in the mirror and paused. I wore the white dress, it was long and I wore matching cream heels underneath that the dress covered.
• So no one could realy tell me off for not having matching shoes. I placed my hair up in an elegant bun that took me more than half an hour to do and the pain in my upper arms was still there from holding still in a position for a long time.
• The dress complimented my tan complexion but what did irritate me where the strings at the back that dug into my skin, whilst it made it my back look hot, it was uncomfortable. It felt like rough rope scratching against me.