ANASTASIA'S POV
I crossed off a date from my self drawn calendar, it was officially a week to prom. It felt surreal and I couldn't wait. It came with different emotions, excitement and sadness about not getting to do this with dad but regardless of how I felt, I was ready for it.
My red shoes shone brightly at the corner of the room, they looked magical. I could picture myself in them, struggling to balance for the first few seconds due to how high they were and then absolutely killing it the entire prom.
I rushed to the drawer, my second favourite part of the room every day starting yesterday. Pulling it open, my jewelry laid there. The stones were shiny, almost blinding me even and I just couldn't help but imagine how elegant I would look in them.
All that was left was my dress. Th
