Keira’s POV
It was like a party, but it was larger and with witches. The only thing I had to do was pick a dress and that activity made me feel like I had the whole feast planning on my shoulders which was ironic because the planning was on Madame Felicia’s shoulders instead.
“This is where we will pick out dresses” Madame Felicia says as she leads me into a large room. One of the walls was a ceiling to floor mirror and I stood in front of it checking myself out. I twirled in the dress I wore eliciting a giggle from Madame Felicia.
“You have not even started trying out the clothes yet, I advise you to take a seat and rea your legs, besides stop twirling, it might not be good for the baby” she says and I roll my eyes.
“My bump isn’t even showing yet” I whine and she raises her eyebrow g
