Forty-three

I looked at the mirror smiling brightly at the sight before me.

I looked really really good and I loved every part of my dress. It was perfect. It was long, silver and had a dipped back which stopped directly above my ass. I looked good and I felt good.

It has been a week since the encounter with Morgana and Lorenzo. Damian has been taking care of me perfectly. He always made me feel loved and I tired to do the same.

"Hey " someone snapped me out of my gaze. I slowly turned around with a bright smile. Looking at my lovely boyfriend, I walked towards him.

"Hey.... You've been there long?" I asked wrapping my hands around his neck.

"Not really but you look amazing " he smiled down at me. I blushed a little but I tried hard to hide it.

"You don't look so bad yourself" I smiled at him. He looked really handsome. His hair was laid back and his tux was perfect. I almost laughed at how professional he looked at the moment.

"I'll never wear this again" he scoffed making me giggle.

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