(Natalie’s POV) It was forty minutes to 6pm, I was back in my house staring at my reflection. A reflection of a woman I barely recognized. The makeup on my face was subtle but polished. The eyeshadow was soft brown, there was a touch of eyeliner, and as for the lips, it was muted red. Behind me, was Sophie on my bed, watching me with a thoughtful expression. I had insisted that she come home with me after the hospital visit in the morning, pleading that her presence would make my preparation so much easier. And Sophie, ever the loyal friend, hadn’t hesitated. Now, she observed me with both admiration and concern, tapping her fingers absently against her knee. "You look like a goddess. Uhm…a goddess about to make history." I let out a quiet scoff, shaking my head. "Or ruin it." "Come on, Nat," she chided, uncrossing her legs and sitting forward. "You’re stunning. And besides, no one at that party has to know how much you would rather be anywhere else but
Last Updated : 2025-02-12 Read more