~Nadia
I took one last glance at the mirror and my reflection blinked back. The sequin dress hung just above my knees, flaring at the lower edge.
It hugged the curve of my waist, its glittering pattern catching every flicker of light.
I clutched the tiny silver bag in my hand and straightened my hair, forcing a calm that might hide my worries at that moment.
The bag was more for something to hold than for what it carried.
Vanessa had already left. The way she sighed and banged the door against me when she was leaving, made my chest stiffen. But that was just her being angry because I refused to admit to her suspicions. At least that's what I thought
Hair? Check,
Outfit? Check
Makeup? Check
Mindset? Still half but what kept me willing to attend the party was Lucian.
One reason was
