Rose’s POV
Staring at my reflection in the mirror, I can’t help but feel impressed.
Ella really did know what she was doing.
Apparently, they had a party a year ago where everyone wore masks, which is super convenient…for me.
Running my hands down my sides, I turn one way, and then the other, not quite believing that the person in the mirror is me.
My entire wardrobe since I was sixteen has been casual, and not even nice casual wear at that.
This dress is beyond anything that has ever draped my body before.
Somehow, Ella had produced the most beautiful, slinky emerald, green dress with a high slit and a deep ‘V’ in both the front and the back, that just so happens to fit me perfectly.
It’s more revealing than anything I’ve worn before, but it is so beautiful, I don’t care.
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