GRACE
I stood in front of a floor-to-ceiling mirror in the magnificent walk-in closet of Roy. I looked at my reflection in the mirror and for the love of God, I could not deny that I looked gorgeous, with that special glow and smile on my face, and not to mention this floral printed pink dress. I was not a girl with ordinary likes and dislikes. I had not worn many girly dresses since my childhood. But I must admit that this girly dress, which reached just above my knees, kind of suited me. It flaunted all my curves very nicely. I must admit that I looked elegant.
The beautiful off-shoulder dress with layers of the embroidered floral net would have been my last choice if I had to select a dress for myself. It had a princess cut neckline, showing the top of my breasts and the beautiful wa
