Mama? (1)

'I am so glad that I did not lash out on that Samatha! They say that patience is a virtue! I would have lost out so bad, had I done that. Would I have reaped these benefits? No! Good job Natasha!'

Natasha stood before a grand mirror, the largest she had ever seen in her entire life! She would be ashamed to let anyone know this as Natasha was all about her image. Her reflection glowed in the soft light of the lavish guest bathroom. She couldn't help but twirl around yet another time. After all, she was all alone in the bathroom, with no one else to see he, so why couldn't she admire herself?

The dress she wore was breathtaking—a shimmering masterpiece of silk and chiffon in a deep emerald hue that set off her flawless skin. The bodice was delicately embroidered with golden threads, ... She couldn't even imagine that she of all people would wear GOLD! Like that. Natasha knew that no matter how much her father loved her, he would never buy her a dress like that!