CHAPTER 38

Riella's POV.

I sat in front of the mirror in the room, eyes gazing at my reflection like a hawk. My eyes were a bit swollen, dark threads hanging around in them. My breathing was shaky, each intake releasing another shaky set.

My hands trembled slightly on the table. My dark raven hair which I had always taken care of was wrapped in a messy bun atop my head. I was dressed very formally in a beige-colored skirt that stopped after my knee. It had a slit at one end, one that ran up my mid-thighs but still managed to look professional.

I paired this with a turtleneck black long-sleeved cotton top which I had tucked into the skirt. My feet were adorned in ankle leather heel boots.

I was dressed that simply but I was starting to regret everything I had on. I mean, what if the slit was too much, and he thought I was doing too much?

The humiliation, what had happened last night glared at me right in the face.

It was all my fault.

I shouldn't have settled down in his room, I shouldn't have dr