Myra’s pov “Smack your lips My lady.” I pressed my lips together gently and that was the final touch. They all excused themselves, and in a minute I was now standing in front of the mirror. My face contorted beautifully and my waist snatched thin to perfection, and the silver colored dress I was wearing complimented my light skin tone.Sera definitely outdid herself arranging all of these for me. Left to me I would throw on a dress, pack my hair in my favorite bun style and apply little to no make up. I took one last look at myself and just as I was about to turn around, my eyes fell on the drawer by the side. I stared at it for a while and decided to pull it open, before retrieving the envelope in it. It feels surreal, but it’s all going to end today, and I wasn’t feeling as happy as I thought I would. Yesterday at the ball dance practice Ethan handed me the contract termination papers. Everything had been clearly stated there. We get to remain partners without our marriage bei
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