It took me almost an hour before I changed from my work attire and wore one of my dresses I had gotten and did my party makeup. Once I was done, I stood motionless, glaring at my own reflection and feeling a little disheartened. Knowing Dumeny, I was already prepared for something fancy. He never hosts just dinners. Dinner was just for the sake of name for him.

Dumeny came behind me and stood silently looking at my reflection. "You look great."

"Thanks," I whispered back, the undazzled look still not leaving my face.

"What's wrong." Dumeny asked, voice lased with concern.

I shake my head; I don't want to...