Maria
I'm finishing getting ready. I just need to put on the dress. When I put it on, I look at myself in the mirror. The image that greets me is the one I've always longed to see. A beautiful, well-dressed woman. A queen. I put on my shoes, and I'm ready.
My boss didn't tell me if I should go alone or if he would pick me up, so I send him a message.
"I'm ready. Where should I go?"
The answer is not long in coming.
"I'll be there in twenty minutes."
I smile a little. I grab my purse and leave the room. My husband is still at work; afterward, he's going out with his friends for a while. I don't know what time I'll have to stay at this party.
Time flies by, and right on time, I get a notification that they've arrived for me. I hurry out of the apartment and head downstairs. When I arr
