Twelve

I stared at myself in the mirror, wearing a dress that Mikaella chose.

Zach had left after consuming the juice, and an hour later Mikaella came telling me about the invitation and dragging me to the local shop to look for a dress.

It is an amber strapless gown, and Mika wraps it around in a chignon bun, and I apply light makeup but she redoes it because it doesn't suit me. I paired it with cream wedges that matched the complexion of my skin and the dress.

But I've been restless for a while, so it's going to be official. And I want to withdraw but remembering Zach's words, I feel guilty for what I am doing now.

Why can't Grandma tell them the truth about Cairen? But I know the answer, they want Cairen not me. I blink away the tears in my eyes and get out of my room before tears decide on their own out of my will.

When I got off the threshold, my parents were already there. My mother was looking beautiful with her square neckline long sleeve blue dress. Her hair has a long wispy front. W