Aziza laid down in her bed surrounded by the familiar sounds of her parents arguing, but for once she didn't feel irritation. She wasn't upset by the fact that her parents were too upset with each other to realize she had been gone. She could barely understand what they were saying, much too happy to feel suffocated by the noise.
Without a care in the world, Aziza got off her bed and made her way towards the shower. Since being with Chris, she's felt the need to care more about her appearance. Not to the point of changing who she was, but to at least find her true sense of style. She was finally starting to love who she was, and when she looked in the mirror she knew she was beautiful. Aziza was starting to embody the queen of confidence. All it took was for someone to take notice of how
