“I swear I thought she was in her room.” That was Tracy.
Because even Brooklyn had gone still.
“Where did she get that dress?”
But Brooklyn was too frozen to respond.
And for a second, I waited for her reaction. I waited for Brooklyn to walk up to her sister and pull the dress off her body for painting ideas in my head.
Instead, something else flashed across her face.
“Sydney?” Brooklyn said, moving towards her, weaving through the whispering people like nothing else mattered. “You came!”
Wait, was that…
Brooklyn squealed. “You came!” She repeated, grinning as she grabbed Sydney’s hand.
But Sydney looked like she wasn’t sure whether to smile or run.
I sipped my drink.
“You look…” Brooklyn stopped, her eyes scanning Sydney quickly. “You look great.”
I blinked. That’s new.
Sydne
