Chapter 8

LORRAINE'S POV.

I stood in front of the mirror, hardly recognizing the person staring back at me. I looked ethereal. A custom-made dress had been delivered to my house by the royal designer from the palace, along with a make up artistwho worked her magic to transform me. The dress was a work of art. It was a blue fitted floor-length gown that hugged my curves in all the right places. Tiny straps adorned my shoulders, and a subtle sweetheart neckline framed my boobs. I wore silver heels and paired it with a silver purse as well. My hair fell in waves down my back.

I smiled at my reflection in the mirror. I felt like royalty. I was ready to take on the night.

"Hey Lori" I heard Wes' voice behind me "The car is waiting outside for you - Wow"

I turned to see Wes. He looked at me in awe.

"You look beautiful" he said.

I grinned widely "Thank you"

"I can't say I'm happy for you. I still feel this is all happening too fast. I mean, you don't even know the guy"

I walked closer to him an