Emily Rose POV
I just wasn't expecting it. I only had one dress that could be considered formal. For a few months, I thought it was one of my best, but I was hating it at the time because I was a nervous wreck.
I couldn't even look in the mirror. I was huge. And that black fabric revealed far too much of my dull skin. It was too tight around my wide hips and too revealing on my chest, exposing my chubby thighs. I desperately needed a new bra.
"Thomas!" I called my younger brother, who was supposed to be in my flat.
"Are you on fire, or what?" he questioned, irritated by my actions. I didn't give a damn.
I asked, ignoring his grunting, "Is Ella at home?" He was most likely in my bed.
"How should I know that?" My suspicion was confirmed by shuffling on the other side.
"Put a knock on
