*VICKY*

The next evening, I stood in front of my bedroom mirror and gazed at myself. My pale skin contrasted beautifully against the navy blue evening gown Leon had purchased the day before. I topped it off with some long black earrings and a black clutch bag that I had thrifted in Newtons City as a ‘just in case’ accessory.

I looked stunning; to the human eye, even moreso. But I couldn’t stop thinking about the box lying in my living room from Markus. After ...