One Last Dance

1972 Words

Lauren's POV " God, we look good in these," Summer said with a grin. She was right. We did look good. Danilo's stylist brought the dresses last night. We both had to choose from three dressed each. I chose the black one. It was a long mermaid-cut dress that swept the floor, the top was a tube, my shoulders were out, but my whole hand was covered in long lace gloves. To top it off, I had a lace mask glued to my face, which was a bit uncomfortable but bearable. Diamonds were dripping on my ears, neck, and wrist. My long hair was curled up. Summer's dress was nothing like mine. Hers was a sheer golden dress with gold flowers covering up the important parts. I could literally see her thong on the back. Even still, she looked classy and not cheap. We look good, but I am a bit nervous abo

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