"Looks like you're his next victim."
"Jesus Nova, didn't your mum ever warn you about creatures like me?! I'm not good for you and I'll end up ruining you or killing you!"
He wasn't human. There was nothing human about him. His blood was cold and hi...
Hi! This chapter is close to 12k words lol, it's a long one for sure! Also play the song when you see '*' !!!
"I've waited a hundred years But I'd wait a million more for you
Nothing prepared me for What the privilege of being yours would do
I surrender who I've been for who you are For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
Though we're tethered to the story we must tell When I saw you, well I knew we'd tell it well"
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Nova
Judy's perfectly manicured fingers brush against my back, her fingers grasping onto the zipper of my dress as she fastens the elements of teeth together. I feel her hands on my shoulder after she fully zips the dress, her eyes watching me in the mirror to catch my first reaction.
With my head down, I watch as my fingers play with a layer of tulle, the flimsy fabric feeling light in between my fingers and I watch as it floats down after releasing it. My hair shields me from my reflection in front of me as Judy continues to watch me stall.
"You're beautiful, Supernova," she whispers, softly squeezing her hand on my shoulder to try and get my attention. I mindlessly watch as my blush-colored nails twirl the fabric that now layers my skin. "Just look at yourself, please," she begs, her arms wrapping around my shoulders to blanket me.
Taking a deep breath I finally disengage my fingers from playing with the dress, my hands pushing away my long bangs from my face. Lifting my eyes to the tall mirror in front of me, I almost don't recognize myself.
I stare at my reflection as my fingers feel for the small details of lace and tiny stones on my corset top, my pointer finger tracing the sweetheart neckline that perfectly frames my collarbones. The cups of the corset are the only parts that aren't see-through, everything else on the top is detailed with lace and no material behind it.
My eyes wander down to the skirt, my eyes following the short layers of tulle that seem to cascade off of my figure. The skirt is flowy, but not poofy. There's enough shape to make me look elegant and grown without making me seem childish.
"See? I told you when I saw this dress I knew you'd look beautiful in it," Judy smiles wide, there's happiness in her expression as she marvels at me in the dress. I turn to the side and look at myself from a different angle, my arms bent up to notice how the back of my dress is fully enmeshed in see-through lace as well.
Judy goes to open her mouth once more, but stops when she hears a strain of male voices coming from the living room. She unwraps her arms around my shoulders and steps in front of the mirror to look at me, her tall heels making me glance up at her.
