Peter's POV
I watched Violet practically fly away. I knew she was going to the kitchen. Cherri, by my side, continued to prattle away. Was she even breathing? I wanted to say bye to Violet, but was not given the chance as she flew away and Cherri was asking me questions. All I could do was watch Violet hurry away.
I had only decided to take Violet's sister on this tour because Violet looked so off. She had been pale and breathing heavily when she left the room.
"Don't you think so?" Cherri asked. I nodded my head. I had no idea what she was talking about. "I knew you would like it. I wore it especially for you." I looked down at her confused for a bit. Then I figured out that she was talking about her gown.
As gowns go, I guess it was a lovely gown. Her chest looked too big for it,
