Chapter 146 Burning Edges

Evelyn I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, clad in a pristine white gown that hugged my figure, accentuated by matching high heels. With meticulous care, I let my hair cascade in loose curls, using the curling iron after ages. A spritz of perfume and I grabbed my purse before exiting the room. It had been ages since I wore white—I had grown accustomed to Jacob's favorite—black. Everything black. But never in my life, even for once had I thought he'd leave me in black just like that that. He tainted everything with that colour and snatched the rest of the colours away from my palette.