Epilogue 2: Undeserving

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After the stylist is done with my makeup and hair, I get up from the chair and observe myself in the mirror. The beautiful, French twist hairdo is curled and styled to perfection, with my bangs brushed and curled to a voluminous wave.

I thank the stylist and she nods pleasantly before getting the plush, red ball gown that Nathan bought.
The gown swept out in waves and waves of silky, softness of the full, bouncy flare.

It looked like it weighed a lot, but the fear of its weight completely vanished after I slipped into the gown and caught sight of my reflection in the mirror.

I look like a princess.

The thought almost feels witty, that I would compare myself to a princess but I can't help it. The gown completed the look and gave me a dreamy appearance and I can't help but twirl in it, watching the fullness of the gown sweep in a volumnous motion.

I giggle at myself just as Nathan walks in.

"Lu, our ride is here. Are you ready?" He asks and stops instantly when he catches sight of me.
I use the time to take in his appearance. Nathan looks handsome in anything he wears, but this time he looks almost twice as handsome as he usually would, especially with the amazing tux he has on.

He filled it up nicely, with his broad shoulders and huge physique and of course his height.

Every compliment I want to say to him gets stuck on the tip of my tongue when I catch sight of the way he is looking at me and I suddenly feel shy under his gaze.

"What do you think? Too much? I mean it's red, so it will probably be super obvious and it's your mum's dinner---"

"You look gorgeous." He says and walks closer to me, his eyes scanning my appearance in the most admiring way.

"Quick, come with me before my girlfriend gets here." He teases and I nudge him, giggling.

"Cut it out. I'm serious. I'll probably be the only one wearing red."

"I know. That's why I got it for you. You always stand out, Lu. Embrace it." He says and softly kisses me but I can barely focus because the anxiousness of meeting his parents tonight on a cruise ship was still prominently on the back of my mind.

Nathan senses it and he pulls away a little to observe me.
"What's wrong?" He asks, his forehead on mine and I give a nervous chuckle.

"I'm nervous." I admit and he smiles.

"Its okay. I'm going to be right next to you, and Fred is going to be there too. They're all gonna love you, you know why?" He asks and I shake my head.

"Because I love you." Nathan says and I sigh with a bit of relief.

"I love you too." I tell him and he holds my hand in his.

"Let's go."

*****

I try to find my way out the maze of fancy, top-notch, always-irritated, never smiling, discriminatory-eyeing guests and I don't stop moving until I get to the edge of the cruise ship.

God.

The party hasn't even officially started and I already feel sick to my stomach.

And where the hell is Nathan?

I sigh as I turn away from the sight of the endless guests.
It's no use.
People started borrowing Nathan the minute we got on the ship.

We haven't been here for more than half an hour and I haven't spent more than a minute with him.
They were endless.

'Why, you must be Janet's little boy.'

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