55. The Dinner Party

The smoke from the hair curler surrounded Anna’s face. As she was done with her work, she kept the machine aside and stepped back to admire her work. For the first time in a long while, she felt her hair looked manageable. She brushed the long wavy strands of her hair one last time.

“Done!”

Anna was wearing a maroon velvet dress with queen anna neck and bishop sleeves. The perfect waves of her hair and the red lipstick she had put on made her look like she was ready to be featured on a magazine cover.

“I hope the dress is okay.” She said to herself as still a doubt lingered in her heart.

She sighed and stood up on her black stilettos and inspected her reflection in the mirror. The maroon dress reached a little below of her thighs and even though it was not too short, something about wearing it to a formal dinner did not sit well with her. Fiddling with her fingers, she bit her lips.

Anna was thinking whether to change or not that’s when Alexa facetimed her. As soon as she received th