EMILY'S POV
I pulled and flung the second dress to the bed, trying on the jean trousers and tank top next. Two minutes later, I was fully dressed, but couldn't help the frown that appeared on my face.
I didn't think I looked fine enough.
'Go change that blouse, Emily. Your big arms are not a pleasant sight'.
Those words drifted across my mind, and I licked my lips nervously, looking at the reflection of my arms on the mirror.
They looked big....
Releasing a low sigh, I headed towards the wardrobe to see if I could come up with a different outfit.
"Emily?" Alexa called out. "Let's go."
I turned to the door to see her standing there. Again.
"Please could you give me a moment? I just need to quickly change into another outfit. I don't think this one is..."
"Emily...." Alexa called,
