Ziana’s POV
I wake to shuffling in my room and sit up fast, looking to see Addie’s beach blond hair in my closet.
“Found em.” She says under her breath, then stands up and pauses when she sees me. I am able to see her whole length now and can’t help my laughter. She is wearing a long, baby blue sun dress, with pink and purple flowers on it. The sleeves are off the shoulder and flow down down to her elbow.
She scowls at me.
“Shut it. I don’t want to hear it.” She demands, which makes me laugh harder. She hates floral patterns.
“Why are you wearing that?” I snort and her scowl deepens.
“Because mama Iris said I have to go to the meeting today. She even tried giving me baby pink ballet slippers. I swear I almost had a meltdown at the disgusting shoes. I told her I’d wear the dress,
