Delia found herself standing inside her closet, staring at the row of dresses in front of her. Her eyes scanning the array of colors and styles, searching for the perfect ensemble for her date with Rafe that evening.
Earlier that day, she had ventured back to the town boutique to look for an outfit, but nothing caught her eye. Frustrated, she returned home and turned to her closet for inspiration.
She was beyond excited about tonight and she wanted to look perfect for her first official date with Rafe. She wished Aria were here to help her pick something out.
After what felt like hours of deliberation, she finally decided on a pale pink dress with a sweetheart neckline, adorned with delicate black piping and spaghetti straps. As she slipped it on, the fabric draped elegantly over her
