Chapter 31: The outfit

Ava

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Am I being watched?

I pull up the pantyhose Evelyn suggested I wear to meet Sinclair’s parents and tighten my red hair into an unnaturally stiff bun. When I look in the mirror, I grimace.

I don’t look bad, per se; I just don’t look like myself either. I think this pink suit and skirt with the pantyhose beneath it makes me look like an out-of-touch rich woman, the sort of woman mum would laugh at.

My heart squeezes at the thought of her, and I fiddle with the green necklace I have to keep in my pocket ’cause I don’t think it’d go with the outfit.

Still, all this is at the back of my mind because I could swear I’m being watched right now.

“It’s just a paranoid feeling, Ava,” I tell myself. “How would anyone be watching you?”

I hear a soft knock on my door that slices through my overthinking.

“Who is it?” I yell in the direction of the knock.

“Mi Valienta, are you ready?” the voice answers.

Despite how anxious I feel, a smile finds its way to my face. Ever since Sinclair and I