Chapter 89 Like An Angel.

I can hardly feel myself inside this dress.

The same clothing I wore which made me feel like a dazzling princess feels like a death sentence now. How exactly did I end up here?

Straight from the shower, I wasn't spared even a minute of my own, it's a non-stop process with maids coming in and out of the room.

"Can we just take things slow," I beg them but they would end up staring at me like I'm some sort of alien and then carry on with their work not sparing me any sort of listening ear.

It dawns on me that I don't have a say at the moment as the tutor carries on with giving the orders whether I like it or not.

"Stop slouching!" She yells even while make-up is being applied.

Torture is all I have to call this.

"No, don't do that, it doesn't suit the color of her eyes," the tutor nags spanking the maid's hand as she holds the jewelry.

"I don't like that!"

"We can't have her going out looking like this!"

"Why are her nails so short!!!"

My ears become unable to listen to her scolding any