CHAPTER 131
Amyla was such a nervous wreck, almost regretting the whole party thing.
It was the first official and public event that Zayan and she were attending after many years, even though they had only invited around a hundred people or so, yet the idea of parties and crowds, especially with elite class people still made her anxious.
"Do I look presentable?" she asked as she moved away from the mirror and faced Dani and the three make-up artists in her room, clustered around her as they made the final touches to her look tonight.
Yes, Dani was invited too. Though the cards were sent with Zayan's name, she knew who actually wanted her there.
"Don't insult them by calling yourself presentable, Amyla," Dani chided,
As the make-up artist patted the tip of her nose with the fluffy
