The morning came way too fast, and my stomach bubbled with nervousness as I climbed out of the shower at 5:45. I could barely sleep
I dreaded seeing Henry. I dreaded having to see his face, and hear his voice.
I wore a simple crème colored romper, that had little butterflies on it. I kept my make up to the minimum, and wore a pretty wavy wig.
I had time to kill, and curiosity got the best of me as I reinstalled i********:. I simply shut off notifications, and all I saw on the feeds were pictures of me at the restaurant or just walking on the street.
My i********: had grown so many followers, I couldn't help but get a little excited by it. I eyed the mirror in the corner of the room, and bit my lip as I sat on the stool. I plug in my ring light and snapped a few pictures.
I posted the
