Chapter 21 Answered Are The Remedies Of Confusion

Amara's POV

It was the night, the night to complete my end of the stick. The maids were doing my hair along with my makeup as I stared at myself in the mirror. I had absolutely no sleep yesterday. Not even one ounce. My hair was being dried as my natural curls perform itself. I feel the necklace being wrapped around my neck, alone with the earrings that I was given a few months ago.

Nervous or anxious feelings are there to protect you; yet all they are really asking you to do is check for traffic before you cross the road. It's a protective mechanism, traffic lights that turn green once you have done your due diligence.