“Finally, we can celebrate!" Dana shouted. A huge smile wove through her elegant features. She was dressed in a long caramel colored designer gown. With cream-colored sandals. Her signature red painted nails provided a striking contrast.
Stella turned to her new friend who always told her the honest truth. “How do I look?" She asked.
“You look great." Dana said. Short and to the point. As always.
Stella's flowing, sleeveless, silk gown was adorned with delicately embroidered lace. A couture design symbolizing the crest of the Orloff pack. It'd been commissioned by Bennett's mother over a decade ago.
The woman gave it to Stella to wear, along with a beautiful strand of her own pearls. She'd whispered in Stella's ear that she'd never liked Monica. That the dress and Bennett were always
