Lola's POV

I stood in front of my mirror and stared at myself.

The dress I had chosen was deep blue. Floor length. Simple cut. No extra details. The kind of dress that said nothing about how you were feeling inside. Which was exactly why I picked it.

I put on my earrings. I checked my hair.

There was a knock at my door.

"Ready?" Flint called from outside.

"Yes," I said.

I opened the door. Flint was standing there in a dark blue suit. The exact same shade as my dress. Deep and rich and ...