Chapter 29
29 Hilary The girls and I were in one of the huge, fancy fitting rooms at the studio. Even Gabi had arrived last night. She had come to try on her dress, and she would stay a few days before returning to Brazil. The room was a large rectangle with white leather sofas in the middle, four dressing stalls on each side, each with a booth and tall mirror, a floor-to-ceiling mirror taking over the entire back wall, and a short, round podium lined with white carpet in front of it. Hannah stood on the podium, tears in her eyes as she looked at her reflection in the mirror. “I hope those are happy tears,” I said from behind her. She nodded, unable to speak. Around us, Iris, Bia, and Gabi stared at Hannah, also with tears in their eyes. A knock echoed from the door. A second later, the door
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