#Chapter 163: Fiona’s Test

Third Person Fiona hummed softly to herself as she brushed her long platinum hair, admiring her reflection in the vanity mirror. Her baby blue ball gown, the tulle skirts bedecked with pearls and sparkles, hung on the back of her closet door. Her feet ached from dancing in high heels all night, but she didn’t mind. Her sixteenth birthday party had been a grand affair, just as she had always dreamed of. A ballroom decorated with glittering chandeliers and enormous balloons; her favorite band playing on the stage; all of her friends in attendance; a huge, multi-tiered cake with a figurine of her in her blue gown sitting on top. It had been quite the coming of age party. Although Fiona couldn’t help but feel, somehow, deep in her bones, that the night wasn’t fully over. Maybe that was because the house was still bustling with activity as the staff cleaned up. Suddenly, a soft knock on the door interrupted her reverie. “Come in,” she called out, setting down her b