Chapter 38 On Our Knees

• I did not even know what my closet had and if I would have anything fancy enough. I felt out of place, never having been to something so fancy. I rushed to my room thinking I would find Elio there to help me. I took the last step, my side hurting just a little. A few women stood by my door, a case standing right beside them. I approached with much caution.
• “Hello.” I softly greeted as their eyes creepily ate me up. A shiver ran down my body as I slowly approached because it was clear they had been waiting for me.
• “Sorry miss Ferarro. We are here to do your make-up and hair.” One of the ladies said, my eyes nearly popping right out. Ofcourse Elio would take care of me even after our fight.