Chapter 6

“Never forget: You’re always a villain in another’s story.”

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Ashira’s POV

One last look at the mirror and I nodded to myself. I’m contented with my reflection. This is the best I can do anyway.

I’m completely dressed up, ready to attend the ball. I fix my face with a light foundation since I’m not a fan of it. I made my eyes in a light smoky black shade, just to emphasize my deep green eyes, and put some mascara on. I needed not contour my face since its contrast is all in the right places, also—I don’t know how to contour. My lips are in the shade of nude pink. My cheeks are naturally rosy and the thin foundation didn’t cover it, so no need to put blush on.

My hair falls straight in my waist not needing a straightener.

I grabbed the invitation card, feeling my own life depends on this piece of paper, and head out of the room.

Ava, jump-walking close to me, greeted me. She’s fully dressed and ready to go.

“Oh my God! I’ve wai