ZiyanaI love parties, I've always do but tonight, I beg to differ. I'd rather have a date with my bed. I want nothing to do with the chaotic evening. If I had my way, I'd just settle for a bowl of ice-cream, with my favourite TV series and take a nap afterwards, but the men? They'd never let me do that. In fact, they've had my dress picked weeks ago and as always; it's sinful.“You have to get up, it's time,” Gladys said from the door.I didn't even know when she opened the door. She stared at me with her emotionless cold eyes, that usually sends cold down my spine. She always had that look whenever I wasn't following instructions.“You don't have to look at me that way, I'll be done in an hour.” She grunted a reply I didn't pick, and closed the door behind her. I stood up slowly from the bed and dragged myself to the front of the full length mirror in the room. Bending down a bit, I examined the small cut just below my forehead. I winced a bit as I removed the small bandage on it. Th
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