Hope's point of view
Albi and I got ready in silence. I was so nervous about meeting all of the people downstairs that I was physically shaking.
I'd showered quickly, towel dried my hair and put it up in a bun. I'd never been what you might call a girly girl, so it was either a bun or I left it down. I didn't have anything else in my box of hair tricks. Actually, I didn't even have a box!
April had provided me with a simple burgondy dress made of satin material to wear for the evening. It had a plunging v-neck that was low enough to make me feel feminine, but not so low that it made me feel uncomfortable. It had three quarter-length sleeves and a ruched body and skirt that stopped just above the knee. She had teemed it with some burgundy flip flops. I wasn't sure if it really su
