Chapter 34: Her Lips
Lilia sat on the plush, small seat, feeling the delicate padding mold to her form as the makeup artist worked her magic. The woman seemed momentarily taken aback by Lilia's natural beauty, but, of course, she quickly masked her surprise, settling back into her professional demeanor. Lilia, however, was miles away, lost in a labyrinth of swirling thoughts.
Had Zethan finally agreed? Had he decided to enter into a contract with her? Was this the moment she had been waiting for, or was it just another game? She couldn't shake the unsettling feeling that something wasn't as it seemed. There had to be another way out, something beyond running—something more... permanent. Divorce. That was always an option, wasn't it? It had to be. It would be the simplest way to escape without further complications.
But even as the thought passed through her mind, she couldn't help but wonder if Zethan had something else planned.
But she knew better than to act rashly. She knew Zethan too well, far too well. Despite his apparent reliability, he had a way of making others believe one thing, only to reveal his true intentions at the most unexpected moments. Her instincts told her to wait and observe. She needed to stay quiet, watch his every move, and see what he was truly planning this time.
The makeup artist's soft voice brought her back to reality.
"All done, Miss Lilia," the woman said with a quiet bow, stepping back with a slight smile. "You look absolutely stunning."
Lilia offered a polite smile in return but didn't quite meet the woman's eyes. It wasn't that she wasn't grateful for the work done—far from it—but her mind was still preoccupied with the thoughts of Zethan and his cryptic intentions.
Evie, who had been silently observing, gestured for the makeup artist to leave. As the woman exited, Evie stepped forward, holding a delicate box in her hands.
"Miss Lilia, this is your engagement dress for tonight," Evie said, her voice soft and respectful. "It's already getting late, so I'd like to help you with the straps. If that's acceptable, of course."
Lilia hesitated for a brief moment, her discomfort at the thought of someone else witnessing her dressing flickering through her mind. She didn't like the idea of anyone seeing her half-dressed, even someone as kind and professional as Evie. Yet, she also understood the necessity of the situation.
Evie, noticing Lilia's slight unease, quickly added, "But if you'd prefer, I can step outside while you change and assist with the straps once you're ready. Just let me know."