“Okay Liz, what are you going to wear?” she asks me. “I was just about to check. Will you help me?” I ask. “Sure, I already have a dress in mind.” She says and winks at me and I chuckle. She leads me to a different room with a massive walk-in closet.
We go inside and I look around wide-eyed. “Whose dresses are these?” I ask and she smiles. “They all belonged to Zander’s mother. She was a very elegant woman, and she loved to dress up.” Rosa says. “I don’t think I should be here. What if Zander gets upset?” I asked.
“Don’t worry about that, here try this one.” She says, handing me a beautiful black dress with tiny beading over the breast and side of the dress. This should end just above my knee. “It's beautiful, but maybe I should ask Zander first.” I said. I don’t want him to think I am
