Five: When Pride Comes First

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I stared at my reflection in the mirror cringing at the sight. Aura placed me in a spaghetti strap white maxi dress that was tight on the bust and flowed down to my ankles. I looked so different, so... civilized. I was used to wearing torn up baggy shirts that came to my thighs. I felt so awkward. Also, I haven't seen a mirror in years— I haven't seen myself in years aside from the blurry reflection on the water surface of the rivers and lakes where I drink from. "That dress was made for you." Aura said breathlessly when she entered the beige room that was assigned to me. Her eyes lit up as she took in my awkward form. "You look gorgeous!" She exclaimed, approaching me gracefully despite her heels. I bit my lip in uncertainty looking back at the mirror trying to find what she was talking

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