Silvia Davis POV
"Ahhh!!! Slide it up."
"It's not happening, it's stuck,"
"Then pull it back and slide again... Mhmmm,"
"It's not getting pulled too, it's in the middle,"
"What the f**k! How am I going to dress in this if you can't pull it down or up?" I asked the stylist who was assisting me. My hand was still in a cast, making it impossible for me to do anything.
Everything was finally done. My makeup was flawless, and it had been a week since I was discharged from the hospital. All my injuries had healed, including my hand. However, in Deviant's eyes, I still needed to wear the cast to avoid arousing suspicion about my miraculous recovery.
Even after the first encounter with Deviant, it took me months to heal. My wolf didn't offer any assistance during that time.
I sighed de
