I was in no way prepared for the final challenge.
The family lunch, one contestant at a time. More terrifying than the entire Full Moon Games competition. The last stop before Stride made his final decision.
The very idea made me want to vomit.
When I was fully dressed, I looked at myself in the full-length mirror, unsurprised when I didn't recognize my reflection. Annecy had pinned my hair up in loose curls and smoked out my eyes. My boobs practically spilled out of my silvery purple dress, which complemented my long legs with its thigh-high slits as well as my purple hair.
I looked f*****g fierce.
Unless that was the champagne blurring my vision. Either way, I didn't care. I just wanted to get lunch over with and survive.
"Are you ready?" Annecy asked, smoothing and tuckin
