AUTHOR'S NOTE

I looked at my reflection and I realized I wasn't myself anymore. The the long A-line emerald green evening gown I wore made me feel like I was burning at every inch of skin it covered. Everything felt so wrong. Things weren't meant to end this way. " You look beautiful. You were meant to be a princess, don't you think?'' he asked teasingly. I ignored him and turned to leave. He grabbed my hand making me face him. "Corinth, you'd better be a good girl to me, because my brother is never coming back to save you. And I don't think you got the memoir that you are never getting out of here alive. Remember, nobody else can save you from the Truthers Council but me" he assured me. Looking at directly in the eyes with his never changing cold and emotionless eyes. ''You're as dead as a sacrifice lamb and nothing is gonna change that."