LAVENDER’S POV
I spun around in front of the mirror for the umpteenth time since I had it on. It was a big gown that made me look fat. The colour was so pale it irritated me. It looked as though it was dirty, even though it wasn’t.
I glanced at the maid who had brought it for me, who stood there with a nervous expression. “I don’t like it,” I firmly told her.
I had no choice but to take off my clothes and replace them with the only decent outfit I had, which was a nightwear. My clothes have been taken to the laundry and I can only retrieve them later today after they have dried.
“Where’s Alpha Caramel?” I asked the maid.
“He went out on rounds with his Beta, Asher, and other sentinels,” she replied.
“And when are they going to be back?” I inquired.
“I can’t say, unfortunately.”
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