Chapter 9
I stood in front of my closet. I was an anxious mess. Tonight was the date with Noel, and I wanted everything to be perfect.
I scanned my dresses, unsure what to choose. Black? Too formal. Red? Too bold? Blue? Too safe?
I sighed, grabbing a few options and beginning the stressful process of trying them on.
First, the black dress was too tight.
Next, the red one. Too revealing.
Then, the blue dress. Too boring.
I tossed each dress onto the bed, frustration growing.
Why was this so hard?
Just as I was about to give up, my eyes landed on a floor-length, strapless silver gown. I hadn't considered it before, but something about it called me.
I slipped it on, and the fit was perfect. The fabric hugged my curves, shimmering in the light.
“Better,” I said to myself.
I styled
