Book: Redemption

But as I looked at myself in the mirror above the stairs, she saw a woman on her way to a funeral, sad, more severe. This black armor made her look like a some sort of insect living in a matchbox. Beetle-stag. She seemed to light my future when will be vosmidesyatitonnye skinny widow, and, without any hesitation, quickly turned around and hurried back into the room.
Cecilia is not too upset that she had to change. Not for a moment forgetting that she will arrive tonight, knew feel she needs confident. The black dress fell to the floor, she stepped over him, left in the black shoes and underwear, and began to observe everything that was hanging in the closet, not forgetting about the leaked minutes. To appear in severe form, she did not want. She wanted to feel free and at the same time, look low-key. And most of all she wanted to look as if she and not a minute spent thinking about how to dress.