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Blown Rage

Daphne's POV

My hand ran on the pearl necklace that adorned my neck, the glitters hit the soft lighting while I took in breaths until I could breathe properly.

A black gown clung to my waist, one that had jewels adorned to the edge, rimming it down. A decent smile came on my lips at how good I looked, I couldn't recall when last I felt this way. Felt beautiful when I wasn't putting on trousers or one of those tight leggings of mine.

The door yanked open gently, my father held a mortified look across his face as he stared at me.

“ You look beautiful, princess” the smile widened to my lips, those dimples digging in as I twirled around for him to assert me even more because I knew that I was looking every inch of what he had imagined I would be.

“ Going somewhere?” He questioned, searching my face.

“ A date,” I explained.

I had utterly forgotten about the fact that I hadn't keyed him in on the fact that I would be going on one with Lorenzo, but now he would know.

“ Hmm, you jus
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