C15 The Third Agreement

“I don’t have a choice, do I?” she asked herself, looking at her reflection in the mirror.

She had her face made up giving her a gothic look, her hair in a high tight bun, she is wearing a silver necklace and a black halter neck top that is tucked in blue jean trouser, her black boot is sitting by her bed inside her room.

She sighs remembering what her Dad told her the previous week