Ch 22
Madeline POV
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He told me not to get ready.
So just to do something against his words.
I got ready, very well.
Doing exactly the opposite from what he had asked me to do.
White satin dress, with full flared sleeves that fall down my wrist.
Clinched waist, straight dress that falls down my knee.
I got dressed up, very well!
My hair looks wild, so I have tied that in a tight up do.
I skipped the makeup part, but I'm wearing a red lipstick, that was all I could find in my closet.
And I look down at my sandals that doesn't match my outfit.
But I don't care.
However, high heels are like a guilty pleasure
“This way, ma'am”
The lady who greeted me at the door, leads me to the elevator.
When I enter in, she presses a button before stepping out and wishes me
“have a go
