SAFFRON'S P.O.V
I laid out some options for what I would wear tonight. It was formal, but also a ball. So I had to choose something elegant and dreamy. I pulled out a white ball gown with stones that shined in the light that cascaded down the bosom area.
"That won't be necessary, he has a gown already picked out," Zamora said as she presented me with a box that had a small silver bow on top of it.
I stand corrected, I guess Malik does have it in him to give gifts. If it benefited him, of course.
"What do you mean, I have to wear what he wants me to?" I asked, already knowing the answer.
"You know he would rage if you showed up in anything other than this," Zamora said as she tilted her head down in shame.
"Fine. What does it look like?" I asked as I took the lid off the
