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.
It was a black satin slip floor-length dress with a sweetheart neckline. It had a daring slit that revealed too much of my legs. The lace trim on the neckline and hem was delicate, but it made me feel... exposed.
I'd never worn such fancy dresses before I was sold. Never would I have imagined that my life would change this much.
A knock on the door of my room told me Daxton was ready and had probably been waiting for me for
