Elena
Ellen had helped with my makeup, and I was able to slip into my gown when she was done.
I haven't seen what she did on my face since she had covered all the mirrors beforehand.
I fidgeted and tugged at the rhinestone on the bodice of my dress as Ellen led me to the mirror.
I was way too scared of what I would look like if I eventually saw my face.
My hand lifted to touch my hair, but she slapped it away.
Ellen glared at me playfully before yelling,
“Tada!”
I lurched at the abruptness, and she beamed whilst tugging the clothes that covered the mirror away.
My jaw slackened as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. The person staring back at me didn't look anything like me.
“How is it?” She lifted a slender brow as her eyes met mine in the mirror.
“How is it?”
