Demi
I've had my nails done, but not my hair, because my mother isn't good at planning things. I haven't showered yet, so getting my hair done now is pointless.
I thought I had escaped that and could do it myself, but no. She booked a woman to come to her house and do it for me.
You know, because I'm clearly incapable of doing my own hair! Walking in, I throw the bag on the bed. I bought lingerie, considering none I brought would work with the dress, and I'm uncomfortable not wearing a bra around my parents.
After showering, I sit and have my hair done. I'm unsure where we're even going tonight. Demitri has not said anything other than he will send a car, and I know that is going to raise a hell of a lot of questions.
“Demi,” I turn and look at my mum. “I hung up the dress. It's been
