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Chapter 37. Meeting the council
ADRIANA
Somehow, when I dress myself in the scandalous jumpsuit Santiago has picked for me, I find a bit of myself again when I look in the mirror.
I lost a lot of weight but the fabric hugs every remaining curve, shows a great deal of my back, the burgundy color seems to make my eyes burn brighter and the tattoo on my back more vibrant. It’s like a reminder that somewhere between the wreckage there’s still the girl I used to be.
When I rummage through the jewelry Santiago bought me I can’t help but chuckle when I spot the big and heavy golden chained bracelets. The irony just too much to ignore.
They work great with the color of the jumpsuit and I finish up with a combo of golden and black necklaces, black strappy heels with golden heels and soles.
Santiago watches me the entire time getting ready, the hunger in his eyes growing every second as he sees me work on myself. Fear for a repeat of what happened gnaws at me and prevents my confidenc
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