Chapter 33 This Isn't A Date
- ARYA
- I stared at my reflection in front of the mirror in my room, my fingers lightly stroking the pearl necklace around my neck. I let out a sound which was a mix of a chuckle and a sob. I couldn't believe I was really going on a date with my mother's killer. My poor mum would be so disappointed in me.
- The dress clung to my body in a way I struggled to get used to.