31.

LYRA

I stare at my reflection in the mirror, transformed. The gown I wore was a piece of perfection hugging every curve of mine.

The silk fabric clings to my skin, showcasing my figure in a way that makes me feel so different.

The dress is a deep, rich blue, almost purple, almost like Sage knew exactly what to pick out for me all the time.

It's an offshoulder with long lace sleeves flowing.

I know this date was supposed to be casual but Sage didn't think as I did. He was hell-bent on making it a bit overboard.

Disappointing I must say, if only he knew.

My makeup is light, I made sure to make it as simple as I could as I didn't even know how to do it in the first place.

My hair was packed into a bun. He had wanted to send in someone to help me get dressed but I told him it was very unnecessary.

The things Sage has been doing these days are very alarming. It's like he is turning into a completely different version of himself, one that I thought I'd never get to see b