THAT SAME DAY
Ariana sat in front of her mirror fully dressed for the family dinner. Her fingers tapped her phone's screen once, and it came to life.
4:38pm
She released a sigh and tucked her hair behind her ear as if contemplating what style she preferred. Her makeup was soft, her hair curled into loose waves. Her deep-green dress, one of the dresses Vincent had selected for her earlier, screamed elegance and made her skin color pop.
She never knew green was her color until she met Vincent.
She took a deep breath, calming herself ahead of the storm that was brewing. With Claudia in the Blackthorn mansion, she knew the evening wouldn't just go by without some drama. And to be honest, she was prepared. Be it a fake smile, a humiliating comment, or a low remark about her or her mothe
