Chapter Thirty Four: The ball.

The day of the ball arrived quickly. Time has a penchant for appearing quicker for things you look forward to.

I was nothing more than a ball of nerves as my sisters flurried around the room in their dresses admiring it's fitting on their bodies, touching up their faces and getting themselves ready. And there I was, unsteady and unsure about how all this would turn out, unable to breathe and think straight.

I stared at my reflection in the mirror, the pink floral material cast a faint glow on my ivory skin, the style they chose was a bit scandalous, the upper part clung to my small frame and the top dipped a little, not enough to expose a handful of my breats but enough to tease a little, and reveal my clevage.

The bodice was decorated with pearls, it took me forever to achieve that one and the finished exquisite look showed it was worth it.

The flay cascaded down my slender curves a little more than necessary, swaying gently and gripping across my skin just like that of my sister