Chapter 6

Katarina's POV

"This dress seems kind of short."

"Nonsense! It's just the perfect fit."

I sighed. I realized I've done it a lot recently. My eyes keenly assessed my figure in the full-length mirror. Though the emerald fabric looked enticing on my caramel skin, it also highlighted my curves and bring out the brown of my orbs, but it still was a little conservative from the bottom. The rim barely crossed my knees. Moreover, I was glad that the neckline was more sophisticated and provided false coverage for my scars.

Mikaela still hadn't witnessed them, but I was afraid of what she might think of me when she does so?

"Okay then." I voiced my decision. Soothing the wrinkles out with my palms, I grabbed the flats before wearing them.

"This dress used to be my favorite when I was your age."

"My age? How old are you?" Confusion laced my doubts. A low chuckle filled the empty walls of the room as she twirled in front of the mirror.