“You look ridiculously pretty.”
I looked up from fixing my bracelet just in time to see Amelia leaning dramatically against the bedroom doorway holding a wine glass like she paid taxes in old money.
Which honestly—
she probably did.
I narrowed my eyes suspiciously.
“You’re weirdly emotional today.”
“your boyfriend’s gonna meet your family tonight,” Amelia answered. “This is history.”
I snorted softly.
The black gown hugged perfectly in all the right places while the diamond necklace Adrian gave me rested against my collarbone beautifully.
Honestly?
I still hadn’t recovered from the necklace.
Or the lip gloss incident.
Or Adrian existing in general.
Amelia walked closer before adjusting one side of my dress dramatically.
Then she smiled proudly.
“Yeah. Sophia is going to hate
