CHAPTER EIGHTY-NINE
“How am I going to breathe in this?” I complained as Peggy pulled the zip up. The dress was very pretty and its peach color did bring out my eyes pretty well but it was sucking the air out of me with its tightness, especially around my waist.
“Did you gain some pounds or something?” Peggy chuckled.
“Maybe because I have been eating lots of chocolate lately,” I smiled and that was true.
“Well, now you gotta deal with the consequences. Um…let your hair down. You look so damn pretty,” She added when she noticed my dilemma. I rarely let my hair down, partly because I didn’t think it would look as sexy on me as it did to most people.
“A-Are you sure?” I muttered hesitantly.
“Trust me,” Well, she was the fashion icon in the house.
“Okay,” Maybe just this once it would
