MILINDA
I was supposed to be happy and having a good time because of the special treatment that Alpha Brock was showering me with.
But…the reverse was the case.
"Why does she still breathe the same air as me?" I muttered under my breath as I sat before the mirror.
The reflection staring back at me was painted in perfection.
My hair was brushed smooth, my skin glowed from the expensive oils Brock provided, and the soft gown draped over me was finer than anything I used to own.
Everything around me screamed luxury. Was it the silk sheets, the jeweled hairpins or the gold trinkets that Brock placed in my hand without hesitation?
It was everything I once dreamed of and I loved it. I admired it even.
So why was I not happy? I knew the answer before anything could leave my mouth.
