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CHAPTER 16

AMELIA

The next day, the first competition was to be held. I was far from ready and I had no training whatsoever, before yesterday, I had no interest in participating in this competition but here I am now, doing that.

As Constance helped me into the tight dress I felt my whole life being sucked out of me by that dress and it was unbearable, I couldn't help but complain. "The dress is too tight," I grumbled, feeling suffocated by the constriction around my waist. How do some of these ladies wear dresses like this all day, if I go a whole day in this I would most likely die and my corpse would be so shrunken by them, I would only have my skeleton to bury.

Constance frowned, her disapproval evident. "Please, do not complain. The corset needs to snatch your waist tight, so you have a smaller waist. It's all about looking good for making babies," she replied matter-of-factly. This was so bizarre was I doing all this just to look appealing, so my waist would look smaller, hen