I tried to still my quivering hands and keep the fright off my face as I waited for Draven. Most of the day was spent in the salon getting my nails and hair done. I also had a complete makeover and I was dressed in an elegant red dress. I could barely recognize myself in the mirror once they were done and I tried to forget about the fear of facing the crowd for a moment.
I found myself holding back tears in disbelief. I looked like royalty. The sleeveless dress revealed some cleavage at the front but the back side was high enough to hide my scars. The slit at the front ran halfway to my thighs and the fabric hugged my body, accentuating my hips. I wore a black pencil heels and my neck and wrist were adorned with expensive jewelry. I never thought a day will come when I’d look beautiful.
