NINETY TWO

Luna had somewhere she had to be. Somewhere she was going and she didn't want to get there late or even leave there late. She was dressed in a long body con gown. It was soft and not a see through. She had her hair packed in a bun, she didn't use a mask or anything like that. She stood in front of the mirror and watched herself. She swirled and held her black mini bag. It complimented the gray gown that she had on.

She wore some rings, a fashionable one and a pair of earrings. She had always loved being pretty and standing out. She went on to do a finishing touch on her face. She said down in front of her shelf, it had perfume and some makeup there.

As she applied her lipstick, she suddenly she remembered what Alex said. Consider being his wife?" She scoffed. She would have never imagined such a thing in all her life. She had never pictured it that way and what's worse at a time when she was determined to kill him? She scoffed loud and hard.

"A big joke!" She added as she scoffed and