“Woah, Ava. You look…”
Ava turned away from the mirror and found Sophie, standing open-mouthed at the bedroom door.
“Will I do? Is it good enough?” Ava gently pulled the skirt of her ivory ball gown out to the side, lifting it to show Sophie. The intricate vines and leaves in golden thread caught the light from the bedroom chandelier and shimmered as Ava turned herself in a slow and purposeful circle.
“It’s stunning Ava. You’re stunning. I’m actually in awe right now, which you know is hard for me to admit but f*****g hell Ava, you’re perfect. Absolutely perfect,” Sophie exclaimed, clasping her hands under her chin.
“You don’t think it’s too much? You know, here?” Ava circled her index finger over the deep cut neckline which went way below her breasts.
“I love it. That gap draws t
