Chapter 120

• Margauex’s POV
• I stared at myself in the mirror for a full five minutes before finally deciding the lip gloss was too much. I wiped it off and went for something more muted. It wasn’t like I was going for a date—well, maybe I was. Okay, not exactly, but still… this dinner with Ivan felt heavier than my usual outings.
• I smoothed my hands over my dress, the deep burgundy silk hugging my curves just enough to say I tried, but not enough to scream desperation. The heels? Risky, but worth it. Heels always gave me courage. Today, I needed every ounce of it.