It was 6 o'clock in the evening, I sat in front of my mirror doing a little make up on my face with the intention of looking really pretty. I did a simple eye shadow before i took my eye liner and drew it perfectly across my eye lids, then took my red lip stick and applied it on my lips. I painted my lashes with my mascara and then applied powder to my face. When I was satisfied with how I looked, I then thought, why was I doing this? It was just to look pretty for myself right?
I pushed the thought away and instead thought of what I said to Clara, I hadn't been able to bring myself to talk to her or apologize and I felt really bad but I choose to keep to myself.
I got into my knee length black shimmer gown that hugged my body perfectly, showing my perfectly round bump.
This was just
