Chapter 15 All The Lies

• "Ma’am, the dress is ready," the maid’s voice broke into my thoughts. I turned to see her holding up a sleek, black gown, elegant and understated, the kind of thing that screamed class without trying too hard.
• I took a deep breath and moved toward her, running my fingers over the fabric. "It’s beautiful," I said quietly, though it felt distant, like the words were someone else’s.
• She smiled, handing me the dress. "Let’s get you into this, and I’ll work on your hair after."