CHAPTER 29Delaney's POV
I have to admit that I am a bit more than shocked as she uses her finger to lift my chin up.
"This dress was made for you" she promises
I grin at her nice compliment.
"I am surprised that I fit into it" I tell her with an tone of relief
She chuckles at my jokes, glancing up at my hair.
I furrow my eyebrows at this, pretending to be confused.
"Do you mind?" She asks as she points towards my hair that is currently pulled up in a ponytail
I shake my head at the older woman.
"Not at all" I carefully squat down a bit so that she is able to actually see the top of my head
I feel her slowly remove my tiara, being careful not to pull too hard on my hair.
Once she detached said tiara from my hair she places it on a metal chair where a light blue suit is resting.
