Girl in the mirror

"I was mystified, trying to make sense of her words as I stood there."

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Right outside his door, I strutted. With butterflies fluttering about in my heart and joy overflowing from my belly, I had outdone myself with my outfit. It's been a while, a crazy while and the feeling of everything finally taking shape felt like ice on my aching head. 

I wore a red dress which accentuated my curve and white heels to match it up. I had done my hair too, dyed it black and had it stretched. Loved how it fell down my shoulders, it was warming. A thin opening was created at the top centre of my head giving me the stylish look. Mild make-up and I was super confident I was breath-taking. 

I pressed the doorbell and awaited a response. I remembered the previous scenario and shook my head. 

The door opened.

"Babe." He called out on seeing me.