Amelia
“The burgundy dress is perfect,” Adele said, scanning the clothes spread across the bed as I stepped out of the bathroom. Her eyes lit up as she lifted the dress slightly, holding it up as though she could already picture me in it. “You are going to look absolutely stunning.
Maxwell won’t be able to take his eyes off you tonight.” She grinned, clearly pleased with herself.
I shook my head and let out a quiet sigh. “This isn’t a date night, Adele. It’s not even a normal dinner,” I said, walking closer to the bed and glancing down at the dress she had chosen.
“This is me being used as a pawn in whatever game two brothers are playing. I don’t want romance, attention, or complications. I just want to get through tonight safely and come out of it without anything going wrong.”
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