~~Kate~~
“No. No. No,” I told Yssa, staring at the dress she was holding up like it was a prize. “Look at it properly. That cannot be considered a dress. That is beach wear. You wear that when you are going to fight the sun, not when you are going to a party.”
Yssa gasped and pressed the back of her hand to her chest like I had stabbed her emotionally. “Kate. This is the best dress I own.”
I squinted at it. The straps were thin. The length was questionable. The whole thing looked like it would betray me the moment I bent to pick up my phone.
“The best for who,” I asked. “People who hate fabric.”
She pouted and tilted her head, doing that cute thing she does when she knows she is wrong but plans to win anyway. “But imagine it on you. Your body will eat in this.”
I shook my head immedi
