Invitations were made and supplied to all the elites and celebrities. Lewis's company opening reached all the news station and it was all over the world.
"You see, if you get to work for me you'll get more opportunities, what do you think?" Lewis was still persuading Joan who sat obviously absent minded.
"Not bad, I'm in for it but… for only four months," She stood not even showing any emotion, bowed and left. It was time for her transformation.
Joan looked at her ringing phone sitting outside on the cemented flower garden,
"Everything's ready…" That's all the person on the other side said and hanged up and a sly smile formed on her small face.
"Athena dear, there's a letter for you," Her mom sat and handed her a blue envelope.
"Who is it from?" she felt giddy inside and she expected more but to her disappointment it was an invitation letter from Lewis and her escort was obviously ken.
"You are soo lucky… I don't remember when I attended a fashion event." Her mom complained standing up,
"So did you decide what you're wearing tomorrow night?" Athena shook her head walking to her closet ruffling looking for something fancy.
"I don't have anything to wear for this event" she pulled her hair jumping and curling on her bed. Its two days since Ken left for a business trip and he hasn't called nor texted she and that made her soo mad.
"I'll check with my designers what they can make you in such a short notice." Athena hummed still stuffing her head on her pillow.
At twelve thirty Athena got up from bed, took a shower and left wearing short denim, long sleeved dress. Her long smooth legs showed tempting anyone that looked at her.
She had dyed her short hair ginger and looked cute. She applied a natural look make up showing off her smooth and delicate face.
Looking at the busy street she connected her phone with her black ear pods and connected in (SITTING IN TRAFFIC-RUEL) she walked slowly moving along with the song which was her favourite.
Her short dress danced along with the wind, as she walked in a flower shop. All the scents there attracted her but she bought dandelions.
The area where she went next had a chilling air around it. It was sad and quiet and you could hear your own thoughts. She matched and sat in a clean Grave and placed the purple flowers on top, wiping the unknown tears.
"I'm sorry I'm late… I hope you don't hate me for…"
"You still have the nerve to come here?"