Chapter Fifty Seven

Doris bustled around the room, She slipped Suzy into a simple yet stunning emerald green dress that accentuated her curves and flattered her complexion. The fabric shimmered with a subtle sheen, catching the last rays of the setting sun that streamed through the window.

As Doris secured the dress at the back, she glanced at Suzy's reflection in the mirror.  "There, Milady," she declared with a satisfied smile.  "You look absolutely radiant."

Suzy couldn't help but smile.  Despite the turmoil within, Doris's unwavering loyalty and care always managed to lift her spirits.  "Thank you, Doris," she said sincerely.  "You always know how to make me feel beautiful."

Doris reached for a brush, her eyes twinkling with mischief.  "Now, for your hair.  Shall we put it up in a fancy braid today?"

Suzy hesitated for a moment, then shook her head.  "Actually, Doris," she began, a hint of a smile playing on her lips, "I think I'll leave it loose today."