Chapter 52

Maliyla's POV
Getting ready for the meeting was probably the most nerve-wracking thing I have ever done. Despite knowing that the allegations against Hector were false, it didn't stop the nerves from consuming me. As I emerged from the bathroom, I opened my suitcase and started taking everything out. Suddenly, the realization hit me that I didn't have anything presentable to wear. I was kidding myself. Nothing in my possession was older than my age limit. Almost everything I had was what one would expect to see on a normal eighteen-year-old. I couldn't help but feel a pang of insecurity as I surveyed my wardrobe. The thought of being judged based on my age and appearance made my anxiety skyrocket. I desperately wished I had something more sophisticated and mature to wear, something that would make me feel confident and worthy of being taken seriously.
'I had not thought of that when Hector took me shopping.' I thought to myself as I slumped to the floor. "How could I be so stupid?" I groaned, facepalming myself while I brought my legs up to my chest and rested my head on my knees.