CHAPTER FOURTEEN : New Year's Eve
~Zella's POV~
Brynn knocked on my door at five o'clock with the energy of someone who had made a decision and was not entertaining second thoughts about it.
"Get up," she said. "We're getting ready together."
I was already sitting on the bed in my robe staring at the green dress hanging on the wardrobe door like it had done something to me personally, which in a way it had, because every time I looked at it I thought about the changing room and 'she already knows' and the eighteen inches on the sofa and 'no, I'm not.'
"I'm up," I said.
She came in anyway, sat on the bed beside me, looked at the dress, looked at me, and said "you're going to look incredible tonight" with the specific warmth of someone who meant it about more than just the dress.
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