I was not smiling at all as Talia did my hair and Osha did my makeup.
"Y-Your Grace?" Osha voiced. "P-Please take out your hand so that I-I can finish?"
My hand was against my jaw, but I made no effort to move.
Talia cleared her throat to catch my attention, and that action spoke volumes, jolting me back to reality.
Our plan.
It wasn't just about showing my face at the ball, but making Drevon my steadfast supporter. Last night was a mini success, and now that he has asked me for a walk in the garden, I say we're going somewhere.
Then why was I not happy about it? Right, I ended up kissing him—which was not part of the plan, and dreaming about him? It was certainly not included.
Why on earth did you dream about him, Eloise? Why? Why?!
I knocked my head on the table.
"This is going to be a long, exhausting day," Talia commented.
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