I took extra care in bathing myself that day and I also took proper care of my appearance. Reagan had packed some of my dresses and I didn't want to wear them before but I had to. I found a silk dress that still fitted me a little bit. It was less obvious than the rest so I picked it up. The last thing I wanted was to look like I had been through hell. I still wanted to look like I was the lady of the house. They were going to be expecting someone that was broken. Someone that had been through hell, a reflection of what I had once been.
I wasn't going to give them that.