"Do you think I should wear my hair like this?" I ask, holding half of it with my fingers. She meows more than twice. "You're right, loose is better. And no, Olivia, I'm not trying to impress anyone."
I roll my eyes.
I shake my head to loosen the waves I made a bit more. I start adjusting my breasts inside the cups of the same dress. Because of the low back, I can't wear a bra, so I just have to fit my little melons inside. I'm not big-chested, but I don't complain. The size of my breasts is just right for my body. Besides, what I lack here, I make up for in the back.
I continue getting ready before my mother knocks on the door. That's another thing I've had to deal with since Thursday, thanks to Eros and his lie. I love my mother, I really do, with all my heart, but lying to her is har
