Ella took one last look at herself in her bathroom's full-length mirror before heading back to the Botanical Gardens for the Charity Ball. She'd been there all day helping set up and decorate, and she'd only run home to change for the festivities since it was a formal event.
She'd had the outfit picked for two weeks, but had no idea why she was suddenly questioning it. The black silk pants were fitted in the waist and thighs, then flared below the knee for style. It was hard for her to walk in heels higher than an inch, and the black pump flats dressed up the look just enough. Besides, she was pretty tall without adding more height. Her shirt was a silver swoop neck with sequins at the cuffs and hem. She'd left her hair down and put on a bit more makeup than her norm, which wasn't much. A
