TWENTY EIGHT

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IRIS. About an hour after Damon left, he had sent two ladies to my room. They came in with gift boxes and for the rest of the day, they ran around me, touching up my hair and applying all sorts of ointments to sheen up my hair. The second lady had gone ahead to slip out the dress I was going to wear out of the box. I hadn't seen it yet because I was more focused on not blinking and the other lady applied a soft shade of eye shadow to my eyes. I barely caught up with the way they kept fussing about but when I saw the red dress I was supposed to wear, my eyes popped out of my sockets. "No, I can't wear this!" I said immediately and slipped out of the vanity chair. I shook my head wildly. "This is too indecent for me." The ladies seemed rather confused and the second one spoke. "But t

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