Six smoothed one more hair into place. “There now. You look stunning.”
Seven smiled, but her heart clung to the floor of her chest, too heavy to perk up. She pulled in a breath.
“He’s an ass, but he’ll come around.”
Seven shook her head. “No, I don’t think he will, and honestly it’s for the better. I thought I could be with him even though he didn’t respect my writing, but I can’t. You should have heard him.” But she respected herself, her work, her beliefs, and that’s what counted. She’d go to this ball, enjoy her fans, dance, and tell every person she met about how strong love really could be.
Six stepped around her sister to adjust her own dress in the mirror. “I’d love to know, but every time you try to tell me you start to cry. That doesn’t sound like ‘for the better’ to me. He wa
