Melody POV
This week flew by. Thursday night Draven came back. He had a black and blue eye and some bruising on his cheek. When I asked him about it, he told me he didn’t want to talk about it.
I really wanted to know, but I didn’t push him.
Standing in front of my mirror, I took in the almost innocent-looking dress. Ronnie had surprised me with it this morning. It was a white long-sleeved dress with red trimming and a fur-lined hood. The dress had a sweetheart design to it. The heart started at my chest and the point went to my stomach.
Ronnie had curled my hair, leaving fat curls to fall all over my shoulders and hang down my back. She had put some light makeup on me, darkening my eyelashes. I even admitted I looked beautiful.
I was nervous, but I knew my mates would be with me. I
