Though Georgia had panicked needlessly about how tonight was going to go or if she was going to go through the night without incident, but when she finally saw herself in the mirror, a strange confidence overcame her, and all the worries and fears drained away.
Dressed in a frilly gown that mimicked Alexia's odd taste, her hair concealed under a wig of blonde straight locks, Georgia marveled at the transformation. The reflection in the mirror presented a striking resemblance to the woman whose life she was about to step into. And above all, she was shocked to see herself in blonde once again. She'd gone away from it the night she'd left the Moore. But now she’d come right back, the fate of the girl she’d escaped, not much different from her now.
Anthony, who had watched over the makeover
