Chapter 16

Blue

Two hours later and with a great deal of effort from a stylist and make-up artist courtesy of Rhea, I'm ready for lunch. Once again I don't look anything like myself. My blue hair is pulled away from my face in a tight bun, and there is a good amount of makeup on my face. Far more than I would ever use. The clothes are better than what Abigail had picked. Today I'm wearing a dress that looks inspired by the sixties. It's straight against my body not showing much of my figure, but I don't mind.

Rhea smiles and rushes over to shower me with compliments, but I'm more concerned about what Artemis thinks. Which is dumb since I shouldn't care, but I do. I want to make a good impression on his family today. I look past his sister to gauge his reaction but I'm met with his usual stone-cold expression. His jaw looks tight though and he is suddenly on his feet.

"Let's go," Artemis says sharply and walks toward the door without waiting for us.

Rhea rolls her eyes and slips her arm throug