“It’s hideous!” Emily shrieked.
Esabella took a step back to properly examine the white gown she was wearing. They were standing in front of the mirror in her bedroom, and the way the light caught the dress at just the right angle made it sparkle like a thousand gemstones were attached to it.
“I think it’s beautiful,” she said. It was a simple strapless gown of pale white embroidered silk, with an asymmetrical overpanel revealing a less-heavily embroidered underskirt. She felt that Emily looked like a Princess in it, but she on the other hand felt like a Christmas ornament.
Her hair was pulled back in a high and messy ponytail, and it exposed the hollow base of her throat as she took deep breaths. She was extremely nervous, even though she was trying so hard to hide it. Putting on th
