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Tonight, everything will fall into place.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Nerissa
Ikeep sighing. Heavy and frustrated and nervous and anxious and wondering what the hell I am doing.
I hold another dress up against my body and stare at my reflection in the mirror.
I don’t feel pretty today, but I want to put in some effort for the restaurant we are going to. I have never been there, but I’ve read about it. It’s over the top extravagant.
I toss the blue dress aside and hold the red one up.
I roll my eyes and throw my hands in the air, sending the dress flapping after my gesture.
“What the hell is wrong with me?” I say out loud.
I’m just worried.
I shouldn’t even be going on this date. It’s a terrible idea.
Tuomo is a dangerous man, and I shouldn’t be involved with him on any level.
Ok, but I don’t really have a choice. I have to do this - get him off my back - let him see I’m not some fantasy that he has built me into over the years - I’m justme. That’s all.
I turn back to the mirror and hold the red dress up again. It’s the prettiest of all of them I have looked at so far.
It’s long, with a high slit that runs to my hip. I’ve only worn it once, and I was super self-conscious in it the entire time. But tonight is an elegant place and I must wear an elegant dress.
I don’t want to wear the flowery blue one and he’s already seen me in the black sequin one - that he got me - and the only other dress I own is a little too big for me.
So, fine. The red dress it is.
With the choice made I hop into the shower. It’s still early but blow drying my hair is a tedious task and it takes forever, so I need to get going on that now.
By seven thirty, when I look in the mirror, I don’t recognize myself.
I am looking at that confident girl who wore the black dress.
I grin.
I like her.
I enjoy being her.
It’s strange how a dress and some make-up can elevate your self-esteem. Is this what all the pretty girls do? Are they all just likemewhen you wipe off their make up?
I spin in front of the mirror, admiring how the dress flows out over my ass and how the slit teases the eye a bit, almost revealingmy hip bone. I had to wear a G-string that sits high on my hips. I’m not used to it, and I hope it doesn’t annoy me all night.
I considered not wearing any underwear at all because I think the dress is worn that way, but I wouldn’t dare. That’s just not me.
I order an Uber on my phone and then hurry downstairs because it says it’s only a minute away.
I guess this is it. There is no backing out now.
Have dinner. Be polite. Let him down gently. Go home. Then this will all be over.
Walking into Restaurant Du’ Mort I am in awe of how beautiful the place is.
