The next morning, I stood in front of the full-length mirror in my dressing room, my gaze cold but serene.

Today was no ordinary day; it was the day Clarissa would get a taste of her own medicine.

And for that I needed my armor.

I reached for my favorite outfit: a beautiful crimson black dress. It was a dress that whispered class, but screamed vengeance if you looked at it closely enough.

I smoothed it down my hips, savoring the way it made me feel: untouchable, divine, and above all, in cont