Chapter 199

• Violet
• A crowd of people stood around me, pulling at a dress I hadn’t even seen yet. It wasn’t one of the dresses from the racks, but one Madam Renata had had made and pulled out at the last minute. They were still making adjustments, and no one had let me look at it. Everyone was talking at the same time, their voices mixing together until I couldn’t understand anyone.
• They weren’t just pulling the dress. They were pulling my hair, my arms, my back—every part of me.