Finally,thedayweveallbeenwaitingfor.
Iwasatmybusiest,checkingthestafftomakesuretheyweredoingalltheyweresupposedto.Checkingthedecorationsgoingoninthefieldtoensureeverydesignwasjustinplace.
Itwasquitehectic,buthell,Ilovedit! Itwasmyfirst timegettinginvolvedinakidsparty,andtherewasacertainjoyitbroughtme.
Iranto theroomtocheckhow thekidsweredoing.Theroomwasbusywithpeoplemovingabout,grabbingthings,fixingthings.XylonwasalreadygettingdressedwhileXylawasstillgettingherhairstyled.
BytheMoon,youarentdonewithher?Iletoutagaspdirectedatthestylis Imsorry,maam.Imalmostdone.Justthreemoreminutes,thewomandippedherheadasher fingersmovedfaster.
Aunty,howdoIlook?!Xylatrilledwithdelight.
Irushedtoplacemyhandsonhershoulders.Oh,darling,youlookmagnificent! MagfiMani…Ilaughedasshetriedtopronouncethebigword.
Andme?ThesoundofXylonsvoiceignitedacozywarmthwithinmyheart.
Iwenttohim,droppedtoacrouchandcuppedhissoftcheeks.Youarethemosthandsomemanontheplanet.
Heloweredhis eyesandgiggled.Fortheloveof themoon,IcouldlistentoXylonsgigglesalldayandstillwouldntbesatisfied.Ialwaysenjoyedseeinghowthetipofhisnoseturnedslightlypink.
Istoodbyandwatchedasthestylistdressedhimup.Whenhefinished,hepickedupXylonsboxofjewelry.

Heselectedasquareshapedmagneticearring.
Dontyouthink theotheronewillbebest?Ipointedattheroundshape.
Thestylistlookedatitandnodded.I thinkyoure- Whatmakesyouthinkyoucanmakedecisionsformykids? Everyonepausedwhenweheardthevoice.
MyheartjumpedintomythroatasIturnedtothedoorandfoundMartamakingherwayin.
Sheseemeddressedforthepartywearingalongpurpledressthatsweptthefloorbehindher.Herhairwassleekandfellsmoothlyonherback.Hermakeupwasdarkandjustperfect.
Well,MartaMonroelookedfuckinggorgeoustonight.Sheshouldbe.Shewasthemotherofthecelebrants.
Iaskedaquestion,hervoicewasclipped.Whatreyouevendoinghere? Ilookedaround,glancingattheworkerswhoweretryingandfailing tomind theirbusiness.Then,Igaveheraquestioninglookofwhatreyoudoing? Please,Marta.Nottoday.Nothere.
Sheflickedhergazedowntomyfeet,thenuptomyfaceandscoffed.Lookatyou,beingallbusywhileeveryoneelseisgettingready.Someonecouldeasilymistakeyou forthemother ofthekids.
Well,Iwasjusttryingtohelp,Itriedtokeepthebitternessoutofmyvoice.
Shelookedpastme,atXylonandthestylist.Gowiththesquareshape.
Iwantedtorollmyeyes.Whywasshebeingsodramatic? Shemustknow thecircleearringwasbetter,butanythingtogoagainstme.
Well,Ididntsayanythingtoher.TodaywasaspecialdayandIwasntabouttoletherruinitformeorthekids.

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But,mummy,dontyouthinkauntyLyricisright?IalsothinktheotheronewouldbebetteronXylon,Xylasaidfromherseat,staringatusthroughthemirror.
ThelookMartagavehercouldhaveannihilatedheriflookscouldkill.Sheseemedtoholdbackherretortbecauseofthepeoplearound.
Mummyalwaysknowsbest,Xyla.AsshesaidSuccessfullyunlocked! listento me,yourmum.
maliciousglintinthem.Youshouldalways Irolledmyeyesandscoffed.Thegirlwasutterlyshameless.Shedidntevencarethattherewerepeopleintheroomwithusthatcouldspreadrumours.
Relax,Marta.Nobodysdraggingyourmummytitlewithyou,Isaid,gettingreadytoleave.Itsnormalforpeopleto 1/2 132 actuallylikeothers.Andmestillbeingundressedwhileothersweregettingreadyshouldactuallyworryyouinsteadof makingyoujealous.Imean,thewholetime,youwerebusytakingcareofyourlookswhilesomeoneelsewaslookingafteryourkids.
Herjawwassetinafrown,andanairyfeelingsettledsoftlyinmyheart.Well,ifshewantedtobedramaticinfrontofstrangers,Iwouldntbe theonetheyrefertoasthequietone.
Iwalked outoftheroom,refusingtoletMartaswordshurtanyfurther.
Reachingmyroom,Ifinallyshoweredandgotready.
Ialreadycalledinahairstylist andamakeupartist.Simultaneously,theyworkedonmyappearance.
BythetimeIwasdoneandstaringatmyreflectioninthemirror,Iwaswhollyfascinated.
Youlooksogorgeous,maam,thehairstylistbeamedand evenclappedhishand.

Itdrewachucklefromme.
Theeventwasalreadystarting.Icouldhearthemusiccomingfromthefield.
Isettledthestylistandmakeupartistandwasabout toleavemyselfwhenapainfulthoughtcrossedmymind.
TheExecutioner.
IwasstillyettohearfromJace.Sincethepreviousday,IdbeentryingtooccupymymindwithotherthingssoI dontthinkoftheimpendingdoomcomingmyway.
Evennow,Ishut myeyesandshookthethoughtoff.Todaywasaspecialday.Icouldworryaboutmyproblemstomorrow.
ImademywayoutoftheroomandcamefacetofacewithLunaIsoldeatthedoor.
Imutteredanexpressionundermybreath,shockedfromjustrandomlybumpingintoher.
Greetings,Luna.Idippedmyhead.
ShewasdressedlikeaQueenthatshewas,everythingaboutherappearanceregal.
LunaIsoldewasmostly quietaroundhere.If shewasntoutshoppingwithfriends,shedbeonavacationoronsomesortoftrip.Thewomandidnthaveanythingelsethatbotheredher.
Butwhatwasshedoinginmyroomtoday?