I did not need a mirror to know I no longer looked like Cassidy Wellington and that Emily had changed too. While Emily’s changes were small, mine were great. She all in all, looked the same. Her hair was longer, more red now than before, her build was smaller more graceful. But she was still Em.

Cassidy however, by looking, you would never know she ever existed. Gone was my blonde hair, replaced by waist length waves and ringlets, brown with streaks of copper and gold. Gone were my big blue eyes, replaced with large slightly almond and very exotic eyes, green as a clover. My lips once on the thin side were now full and red. I was no longer the “Tiny girl”, I now stood at five foot eight. My waist was small, but breast perfect, plump but not over full. My body was lean and graceful, powerful! I no longer looked like a golden cherub meant to be comforted and coddled. I was a temptress, mysterious, sensuous, a goddess!

I laughed, it sounded like music. I moved, like a cat. My words could pour like warm golden honey and melt your insides…I was Dreya! I remembered…..