Olivia's POV...
"What is that for?." I whispered when Ares walked in with a dress he laid across my bed.
"It's for tonight, he wants you to get ready." Ares spoke,
"Ready for what?" I asked but Ares is not here to hand me anything I wanted to hear, he walked out of the room leaving me with nothing but my thoughts.
It was only an hour before seven and the little card read, Be ready before seven, As I stood in front of the mirror, I slipped into the dress, it felt like wearing someone's skin.
I stared at myself, I never recovered from last night, and after having every meal brought into my room. I had understood that he knew I wanted to think, but I am still trying to figure him out.
