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ELEANOR'S POV

All that happened after that seemed to have gone by in a daze.

I wake up in my bed wearing the red velvet dress I hated. When I looked in the mirror, I was wearing makeup and it was just the right amount to enhance my natural beauty and bring out the color of my eyes. All my bruises were gone now, too. I'm guessing they used at least two whole bottles of foundation to cover bruises that many.

I was nowhere done gathering my bearings when the door swooshes open abruptly. Mike comes in wearing a neat black tuxedo. He's probably here to pick me up.

“Come with me, Eleanor.” He says, grinning from ear to ear. I shudder as my eyes catch his lips curve in that way. That creepy grin was a warning letting me know something horrible is definitely going to happen tonight.

I don’t know what has gotten into him but he lends me his arm. I stare at it for a few seconds, but not until Mike lets out a ferocious growl that I take it hesitantly and lock my arms with his.

I follow his l