Danica's POV
By the time I was completely dressed, Alexander had left the room. I won't deny I felt empty, disappointed even but good gracias. I won't be late.
It's just 7:30am, I have ten more minutes to get to the Royal clinic. It would be more than enough. I took one last look at myself in the mirror, my eyes catching my bracelet in the process.
It has always been there, right around my fingers, but it has always stayed hidden because I never wore dresses that left my arms revealed. All the dresses I had were a compilation of whatever Joey finds unattractive and ugly. Weird long gowns with long sleeves that always left me looking like a shapeless buffalo.
But right now? I did choose the least classier dress of the countless ones in that dressing room, but it was a dress that defin
