Lyanna
I look into my dressing mirror, my eyes glistening with unshed tears. Surely, this is all too much for me, and I've not been able to bear the stress of it all.
Today is supposed to be my date with Lucien.
Sighs deeply.
I'm not close to ready yet, and it's in two hours!
I grit my teeth, clenching my fists in front of the mirror, "Pick yourself up. Stop slacking behind."
I exhale softly for the last time before finally going to my closet to pick a dress.
...
Two hours later, I'm giving the finishing touches to my hair.
"Who knew I could be this fast?" A small smirk appears at the side of my lips.
"And I'm ready!" I lean back on my chair, breathing an exceptionally heavy sigh of relief.
I force myself out of the chair, take one last look at myself, grab my purse, and walk out of the room.
