Iris West's POV.
"Girl, this is the fifteenth gown and I don't think we have anything left in your size."
Hannah and I have been going through different racks and styles of gowns. From fitted ones to flowy ones to puffy ones. I especially liked the fitted ones. I never thought a piece of clothing could affect one's confidence but after today, my narrative was completely changed.
"I feel like a goddess." I jokingly said.
"And you look like one too," Hannah said from behind me in the mirror.
"Oh, please." I waved at her dismissively, blushing furiously.
"I'm serious, this is the one."
I nodded my head but I still wasn't entirely convinced.
"How much does it cost?"
"I'm not telling you that. You'll refuse to take it and if I'm being honest, I don't have much strength left to endure
