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Lenette was originally excited for this event; she was going through too much mental turmoil that she needed a break. And this was supposed to be it. But she should have known that when it came to that man, nothing was ever that simple.
Lenette had gotten ready, putting on the black open back, off shoulder dress that had a mid-thigh slit. She had taken the time to do her makeup and hair worn up to bring attention to the jewel that hung on her neck. All in all, she could confidently say she looked good and to some extent felt really good regardless of the fact that the reality she once knew was falling apart with every new thing she found out in her search for the truth. "Nothing like dressing up and looking pretty to cure a girl's depression." She murmured to herself.
