I was nervous. I stared at myself in the mirror, hardly recognizing the girl in the reflection. The suit was a deep navy, sharp at the shoulders and tapered perfectly at the waist, the kind of outfit that said I belong in the room before I even opened my mouth. The silk blouse underneath was a soft cream, subtle but elegant. I touched the lapel like it might vanish.
I had never owned anything this nice before.
“I promise I’ll take good care of it,” I said, turning toward my cousin.
Arielle snorted. “Don’t be ridiculous. It’s yours.”
I blinked. “What?”
“The suit,” she said looking through a jewelry box before pulling out a length of what looked like black pearls. “Grandpa bought it for you. These two. Your new laptop should be here and your new phone. I had your old files transferr
