Chapter Sixteen
Beautiful people
I was way shorter than before, and I loved my long blond hair. Idris didn’t look too happy. He wasn’t used to seeing the new me. Even my energy felt much more intense. The voice in my head reminded me that this wasn’t me, that in the real life I was unique in my own way, and I didn’t have to be pretty.
Finally, the pain in my shoulder wasn’t bothering me anymore and my bone must have healed itself. I couldn’t believe it.
“Fran, are you sure you’re all right?” Idris asked for the fourth time.
“Of course, she’s all right, silly. She’s a Dark One now. Your father would have been so proud,” Ripley replied for Idris, clapping. I glanced at him, frowning. He was talking about my father again, so he must have been in favour of the council. Now everything was
