(Nikita's P.O.V.)
We turned the hospital room into a salon. Makeup scattered everywhere. Hairpins all over the place. I still haven't seen myself yet, but I'm already getting worried because it's almost seven in the evening. Mom will be looking for me.
"Aren't we done already?" I asked, a hint of impatience obvious in my voice. Ruby shook her head. She's focused on applying crystals on my hair. I don't know why she's doing that.
"Shut up, b***h. Patience is important when you're creating a masterpiece."
I frowned.
"I'm literally going to just sit there and watch."
She smirked. "You're not sure about that. At this moment, a persistent and ill-mannered Alpha is waiting for you outside, claiming that you must go with him together at the venue," she stated. My forehead wrinkled.
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