Chapter 7

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Juliette

I could hardly contain myself as I put on my mascara. After work today I had practically run home to start preparing for my outing later with Alastor.

This giddy feeling in my chest wouldn't subside, and my cheeks hurt from smiling but I didn't care.

There was a knock on my door and my mother entered a moment later holding a freshly pressed dancing dress for me.

"Here you go, my darling... it's one of mine, but I haven't worn it too much. It should fit you just fine."

I got up and went over to her, skipping like a carefree child.

"Oh mama! It's perfect, thank you!"

I hugged her and slipped the dress on, turning around so she could zip me. I could see myself in my vanity mirror, and the dress fit perfectly.

My mother smiled at me, the fine lines on her face bringing out the warmth in her eyes.

"You are so beautiful... let's get these rollers out before your gentleman arrives."

She took my rollers down one by one and helped me pin back my hair and style it. Then I was finally ready to head downstairs and see daddy.

Mama followed me down to the living room and presented me to him.

"Benjamin, doesn't your daughter look lovely?"

His eyes seemed to observe me and he looked almost emotional. Almost.

He sighed.

"Maybe a little too much... is all the makeup necessary, and perhaps a longer dress, or a shawl—"

"Benjamin."

My mothers stern voice cut off my fathers worried rambling and he huffed and stood up, walking over to us.

He touched my face gently and smiled.

"You look just fine, my flower. Tell him to return you to me the way you left or he will be going home in a box."

"Daddy!"

Mama sniggered and I stepped away from them and towards the door. He should be here any minute.

"I will be fine. Alastor's a good man, daddy, I promise. He'll take care of me. Now, he should be here any second in his automobile to drive us to the dance club!"

My mother's eyes widened and she smiled at my father, mumbling to him.

"An automobile, oh my goodness..."

Just then there was a knock at the door, and I couldn't open it fast enough. Alastor was there on the other side, not a second late, and looking even more dashing than usual.

"Good evening, sweetheart. You look very lovely."

"And you look handsome as always."

I couldn't keep from smiling, and took his arm when he offered it, waving to my parents who walked over to see us off.

"Bring her home safely."

Those were my father's parting words before we got into the car.

Then we were off.

~*~

During the ride, I was practically bouncing with joy in my seat, a smile on my face that could've crossed the oceans.

Hearing a chuckle, I turned my eyes away from the scenery out the window and towards my companion...date? Well, whatever this is.

"What?"

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