DIANA
When Jane went inside to put on her dress and I was admiring myself in the mirror, Dom came and was left shocked for a moment when his eyes fell on me.
After complimenting me and a pat on my head, he asked the stylists to vacate the room and for me to go wait in my room, as the three of us were to leave for the party together.
So, here I was, pacing my room when a knock sounded on my door.
"Come in."
Mom walked in and her mouth dropped open.
"Oh, my beautiful daughter. You look gorgeous." She pulled me into a hug and my heart skipped.
I couldn't remember the last time Mom had shown me any sort of affection after Dad's death.
I was about to hug her back but stopped. I didn't want to give her that satisfaction yet. She had been emotionally torturing her children for so long and I wouldn't reciprocate her affection until she realised the impact of her actions.
Pulling away from the hug, she looked at me with a satisfied smile.
