I had my eyes glued to my dinner dress for what felt like hours and every second that past, I lost more interest in going.The thought of being in the same room with people I knew nothing about, people I had no business meeting, and people that may or may not look down on me, made goosebumps form on my skin.I was seated in front of my dress table, my knee bouncing up and down in nervousness. A small knock on my door pulled me back to reality. I pushed myself up the chair and towards the door."You're not ready, dear?" Lydia asked the moment I opened up."I um...not...not yet."She let out a sigh, "what's the problem?""I don't... I'm not sure I want to go." I confessed."Why don't you just tell Duncan?""Because, I already told him I'd go." I hated going back on my words."Listen dear, you don't have to mingle, you don't have to try to fit in, you don't have to impress anyone. Just go there, representing yourself as Duncan's wife. No one has to make you feel out of place. Okay, Dear
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