My Dark Scientist

59 | The lavender gown Part II.

[The gown in question ;)]

E L L O R A

I stand infront of the mirror staring at myself in this...beautiful dress that professor Langdon just dumped on my bed ordering me to wear it.

The dress is...beautiful. Exquisite. Exactly something I would choose for myself- well minus the slit. The slit is borderline risky, and I wouldn't choose the dress on my own, but now that I see myself in it a surge of confidence rises in me. I have shaved legs, I have beautiful legs why wouldn't I show them?

I have put up only slight makeup on my face with the only bright thing being my lip tint-gloss-colour combo. Mascara and a little bit of blush- and I have left my naturally curly hair loose and haven't touched it except a serum to keep it in place.

The only problem is, I don't know what I'm dressing up for.

"Do you want to try these, Ellora sweetie?" Willy asks from behind me, from where she was rummaging through a box of jewelleries and ornaments.

I turn around to find her holding up a beautiful pair of silver earrings.

"I could try." I say with a small smile.

She comes up and helps me put it up.

And takes a step back, and both of us stare at me at the mirror.

"Beautiful. You look beautiful." She exclaims with a genuine happiness on her face.

I turn around slightly, exposing my leg and most of my right thigh through the slit. "Don't you think this is too risky?" I ask chewing on my lips.

"Shutup darling. The slit is the showstopper. And as masochist as this sounds, if your man has brought this for you and has no problem I think you should have no problem either. It's not that risky if your man doesn't have a problem with it." She says shrugging as she goes back to keep away her jewelleries, and fix the bed which is scattered with all sorts of knickknacks from my dressup.

My eyes widen.

"Willy. He is not my man."

"Oh shush." She says not even bothering to look at me.

I sigh. Then deciding to drop the topic, I  step towards her and help her fold the Towels she was trying to fold.

"Um Willy, I know you told me that you're not allowed to tell me, but where is he taking me? I mean I promise I wouldn't tell him that you told me and I'll pretend I don't know. " I almost beg.

"Its not that I can't tell you, it's that I'm not really sure I know for myself. I just have a hunch."

"Okay, what's the hunch-"

A car horn beeps outside the mansion, as the driveway lights up.

I glance panicked at the clock. It's almost ten minutes past the time he said he would be here.