~{DEBORAH'S POV}~
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Once Dally was done with the light make-up on my face, she combed my hair and let it flow down my back.
I had straight dark brown hair like my mother and loved it because it gave me no headache.
My cleavages were slightly out and my corset held me so tightly, enhancing my beautiful shape.
Today, I decided to go with pink because it had a way of making a lady innocent and attractive at the same time.
I knew I already had Peter but I wanted to see how much I had him. I wanted to see through that wall he built around him.
How had I been blinded from seeing it?
Or did he just hide it well?
Words are empty but actions speak the loudest.
"What will you do now?" Dally curiously asked.
"I will give mixed signals." I answered and watched her blink at me through the mirror since she was standing behind me.
"Mixed signals?" She asked and I nodded.
"The push and pull game," I further clarified and watched her inhale like it was a bad decision.
