Pearl stared at the lacy set like it was about to come alive and attack her, while still dressed in her fluffy white robe.
She took a seat, carefully beside it and with hesitating hands picked the top half up and held it up to inspect.
It was more lace and ribbons than cloth and Pearl tried to imagine herself wearing something so provocative which resulted in her cringing.
"I can't do this," She declared with a soft shake of her head as she set it down with its partner and got up from the bed.
It had been a lot easier to accept this something that would happen, whether she wanted it or not, in her head.
But now, staring at the lacy monstrosity and standing by the bed where...
No. This was not right neither was it fair. She was supposed to have a choice in this. It was supposed to be
