Chapter 27 Twenty-seven
- POV Isabella:
- The black dress slides over my skin and fits my body too tightly. Once again, I feel like a stranger when I look at myself in the mirror. Marco watches me from across the room as I apply my makeup. I'm no expert at this; I never had the chance to learn more than how to cover up wounds and bruises, so I do the best I can.
- "You look beautiful," he says softly.