Sofia Rhys.
By the time we went back to the dinner, we had both cleaned up well, leaving no evidence of our rendezvous. Thankfully, Lena had thought of slipping the lipstick inside my purse, as if foreseeing what might happen. The prior thought saved me though, else it would’ve been more embarrassing to go back to the party with no lipstick.
If they aren’t aware of what happened, that might give me away. I tamped my hair down with my hand, thankfully having it regain its earlier composure, even though not as perfect as it was before but it was good enough.
Stepping into the grand hall, with my hand intertwined his arm, I sported a warm smile that managed to hide my nerves, or so I hoped. I had promised myself that I’d keep my composure, staying as calm as I possibly can be because freak
