Luna’s POV
I stand in front of my mirror in my room nervously, I’m wearing a vintage red chiffon dress that I found in the back of a rail at a thrift store three years ago. I had nowhere to wear it and honestly, I couldn’t really afford it even at ten dollars, but it was so beautiful that I had spent the last of my budget for the week, bought it and then sat in my apartment in candlelight for three days until I got paid again and could top up my electricity card.
Now, I finally have a reason to put it on. I smooth my palms down the sheer material, turning my body gently left to right. The crimson skirt swirls around my legs from my movement making me feel almost pretty.
The redness around my eyes is carefully concealed under a layer of thin makeup, though the shadows in my irises are mu
