I stood in the midst of the white and black flurry of dresses. I had almost forgotten the only dressing rule Gray had. No colours. I wasn't sure why, but seeing how it looked like he had so much more depth to him than I would ever be prepared for, I knew better than to cross it.
But he had been fine with the dress from their fay, during his birthday party. Right?
I shook my head. I need to go down before that snake Samantha does because I know she would try to make yet another move on my husband. I pushed through the clothes till Ì found a beautiful black dress. It was barely past my knee and had large off the shoulder white sleeves that allowed for a necklace to go with.
I fixed my hair and dusted my face off before wearing the dress. I looked presentable. The pear earrings and necklac
