Kara's POV
I slid the black gown over my head and let it cascade down my body.
I blinked at my reflection in the mirror. I’d been right about the dress. The style featured large dramatic pleats, which fell loosely down to mid calf. It was flattering, but there was no chance of anyone pointing out the small bump I was starting to notice more each day.
I pulled my hair into a French twist, pleased with the effect. It was both flattering, emphasizing my long neck, and professional. My hair wouldn’t get in my way as I ran the event. I applied makeup deftly and quickly. A swipe of eyeliner and mascara, a bit of extra concealer to hide the physical signs of my pregnancy exhaustion.
I arrived at the venue early, just as the vendors were starting to set up.
I’d opted for a sleek hotel jus
