#Chapter 221: The Blackout

Ella’s POV Anya’s dress was a little tighter in some areas and a little looser in others, but it fit for the most part. And with the short red wig covering my burgundy hair, it was a believable enough disguise to get by with. I wouldn’t have to wear it for long, anyway. Or at least, so I hoped. Anya turned to me as she adjusted her gray Omega’s uniform in front of the mirror. “I’m sorry I slapped you so hard,” she whispered, glancing at the red mark still staining my cheek. “I guess I got a little overzealous, didn’t I?” I smirked. “It’s alright. You played your part well. Besides, I probably deserved it after all the nonsense I’ve put you through over the past months.” My friend gasped. “Never!” she said, slipping the dark auburn wig over her head. It looked a little goofy on her, but I knew from experience that no one would pay any attention to her anyway. As long as she kept her head down, it would be a believable disguise. “You don’t deserve tha