The date II
Elina stare at the mirror, she was wearing a contact lens. Ezra had left with a promise to come take her for treatment in the hospital. She touched the lines around her eyes with her fingertips. She wouldn't get to use glasses anymore. She would be free at least.
She smiled and stare down at herself on the mirror.
"What I'm gonna wear for the date."
"It's not your date ms. It's for the master and his fiancé. You're dressing like the rest of us."
"In pantsuit?"
"Yes."
Sambas replied, eating the pie.
"That's absurd."
"Isn't everything absurd to you."
"I can't wear that."
"What were you gonna wear, sexy gown, wore makeup. Huh? Come of it Elina. You get to do that when you're going on your own date."
She strode to the bed. And sat down.
"Doe
