Seraphina's POV
I stood in front of the mirror, scrutinizing my reflection as doubt crossed my mind. The dress I had chosen clung to my body like a second skin, and I couldn't decide if I was mildly comfortable or very uncomfortable.
The black dress was shorter than I was used to—dangerously short, with a slit running high up one thigh. The neckline plunged just enough to hint at boldness without crossing into scandal, but it was still far more revealing than anything I had ever worn.
A pair of strappy black heels added a few inches to my height, and I had accessorized with a silver choker and matching earrings.
For the finishing touch, I had gone bold with my makeup for the first time ever. My eyes were outlined with dark, smoky eyeliner, with a dab at the corners that added a feline edge. Dark plum lipstick painted my lips, complementing the rest of the sultry look, and since there wasn't much I could do with my hair, I simply gave it a wet look and left it at that.
