With a warm smile, Nancy nodded encouragingly.
"Go on," she urged me, her voice gentle yet eager, nudging me to try on the dress she had given me.
I returned her nod and stepped into the changing room, the fabric of the dress delicately swishing around me as I pulled it on. As I came out from the changing room, Nancy's eyes lit up, and she couldn't contain her delight.
"Lovely," she exclaimed, clapping her hands in approval.
Blushing at her compliment, I walked further into the spacious room, making my way to the mirror to admire myself. Nancy followed closely, her expert eye assessing the fit and offering to adjust any imperfections.
"You look like a fairy," she praised.
Caught in the blush of her words, I shyly spoke.
"It's for a ball at school."
Nancy's excitement was palpabl
