Allison’s POV
We got to the front of a dress, my eyes widening in awe of how beautiful it was.
It was a short sleeved princess gown, the upper part fitted and from the waist below it was into a ball, the colors rhymed perfectly just like Daniel’s, a mixture of black and wine.
But at the same time, I was surprised at the size of its waistband. I don’t think I could wear it.
"Ma’am, we have to start the fittings." The woman in charge was urging me on. Looking at her serious face, it didn’t look like she was purposely trying to make things difficult for me.
Well, I’m supposed to be here to finish the job, so I should at least try shouldn’t I?
I took off the shirt I was wearing, leaving my skirt and my bra only to get a knowing look from her.
Five girls strode to me instantly, immediate
