Chapter Seven

Emily's POV

“Come on try them on” Mother urged, her hands clasped together in a cherry excitement that I had never seen before. As usual, I looked at them for an answer first as to what they were for. It wasn’t often I got a surprise gift from someone, I almost- rarely - never did.

I stared at the mini black dress with glitters of fake diamonds and sequins adorning it. It seemed too perfect for me. A small part of my mind screamed that this is not a good idea, that something bad will happen if I wear this dress. The other parts were cheering that I could finally get away with wearing a dress like this.

But I stripped from the worn-out grey T-shirt to the plain white button-up skirt I was previously wearing. The dress fit perfectly, hugging my figure nicely. The long sleeves covered up the marks from all of my abuse.

Mother smiled widely, “Good girl, now let’s see you change, I'll fix your makeup”

She said, leaving the room for a moment. When she returned she put a few things into my