I wore a black strapless dress that fitted my body, it was smooth and simple yet bold enough to steal attention. The fabric felt perfect against my skin, the kind of dress that made me stand straighter without thinking. I slipped on my red-bottom heels, completing the entire look I had in my head.
Then I opened my drawer, inside it was a small velvet box, that I had bought last week.
I opened it revealing a pearl necklace I never thought I would have the time to wear.
I fastened it around my neck, brushing my fingers over it once.
Now my look was almost complete.
I grabbed my black purse and stepped out of the door at exactly 7 p.m.
The moment I opened my door, I found him right there, leaning against his car.
He never called or texted me that he had arrived, what if I was thirty
