Chapter 92

The sky looks dark, hidden with grey clouds that hide the sun. They match my inner self. Dark and depressed. I look at the black dress resting on my bed. It was a dress I thought I would be wearing at parties. It is decent enough so I chose it today. Never thought that I have to wear it like this. 

Tessa holds my shoulder. "Let's get ready." Her voice is soft and sad. I nod my head and start getting ready. 

I have known sadness, grief, and guilt. But losing someone. Never. The makeup lays bare in front of me. My fingers stop over the concealer. But they don't hold it. As if, telling me to lay all my emotions naked. Being perfect is a standard I have always gone for. Today I would change it. I would show the imperfections. Because they are the ones that make me more alive. 

Half an hour later, Tessa and I walk out of the doors of the academy building. More students walk out with us. There are