SOPHIA’S POV
After my shift ended, I met Bianca at her apartment. She took one look at me and shook her head.
"No. Absolutely not. You’re not going to this event looking like you’ve been through a war." She said.
I rolled my eyes "I look fine-"
"You look exhausted." Bianca pulled me toward her bathroom. "Sit. Let me work my magic."
I sat on the edge of her bathtub while she gathered makeup and hair supplies. My wolf was amused by how determined she was.
"When was the last time you actually did your makeup?" Bianca asked, examining my face critically.
"This morning. I put on foundation and-"
"Foundation and sadness don’t count." She tilted my chin up. "Close your eyes."
I obeyed. Immediately, I felt brushes across my skin. Bianca hummed as she worked. She was completely in her element.
"You know," she said, applying something to my cheekbones, "you’ve always been beautiful. Even back in college when you wore those terrible oversized sweaters."
"Those sweaters were comfortable."
"They were hideous." She laughed. "But you still managed to catch every alpha’s eye on campus. Including Damien’s."
My chest tightened at his name.
"That marriage dimmed you," Bianca continued softly. "Like someone turned down your brightness. But look at you now. You’re getting divorced, pursuing your doctorate, standing up for yourself. You’re glowing again."
"I don’t feel like I’m glowing."
"Trust me, you are." She moved to my hair, running her fingers through it. "Now hold still while I curl this."
Twenty minutes later, she spun me toward the mirror.
I barely recognized myself. My skin looked luminous. My eyes were dramatically defined with subtle smokey shadow that made them look bigger and brighter. My lips were a soft pink that somehow made me look sophisticated. My hair fell in soft waves around my shoulders, perfectly styled.
I gasped in shock "Bianca, this is-"
"Amazing? Stunning? Exactly what I was going for?" She grinned. "Now for the outfit."
She pulled out a white strapless gown. It was beautiful, elegant, with a subtle slit up one leg. It was exactly the kind of dress I’d never have chosen for myself.
I stared at the gown in awe "I can’t wear this-"
"You absolutely can. And you will." Bianca thrust it at me. "Put it on now."
I changed in her bathroom. The dress hugged curves I’d forgotten I had. The heels she’d picked out added three inches to my height.
When I came out fully dressed, Bianca actually gasped.
"You look incredible." She circled me with a huge grin "You look like a completely different person. No, like the person you were always meant to be."
"It’s too much-"
"It’s perfect." Bianca squeezed my hand. "Damien never deserved you, you know. He had this beautiful, brilliant woman and he threw her away for... for Tiffany." She said the name with obvious disgust. "His loss."
I smiled a bit but said nothing. What was there to say?
“Come on” Bianca grinned “We’re so gonna kill em tonight”
-
We arrived at the venue. It was a massive hall hosting what appeared to be part fashion show, part business mixer, with a children’s area set up to one side. The place was packed with well-dressed wolves. There was champagne flowing freely.
I looked at the place in awe. It looked....luxurious.
Bianca linked her arm through mine. "Ready?"
I nodded, and we entered the crowd.
As soon as we got to the center, I looked around, admiring the place. That was when my eyes found him.
Damien stood near the stairs to the second floor, looking devastatingly handsome in a well fitted black suit. And on his arm, wearing a red cocktail dress that showed far too much skin, was Tiffany.
They looked like the perfect couple. They both looked the part - wealthy, beautiful, successful.
I gasped softly in surprise. Why were they here? Why did they always seem to show up wherever I was?
It seemed like the moon goddess was enjoying my soap opera of a life and she just kept adding more drama to it.
My wolf whimpered at the sight of them but I pushed the feeling down.
"Why are they everywhere?" I muttered. "It’s like the universe is conspiring to torture me."
Bianca followed my eyes then scoffed “Ew!”
I gasped, looking at her “That was rude”
"Oh please” she scoffed again “Ignore them." Bianca pulled me in the opposite direction. "Let’s get some champagne and-"
"Wait."


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