TWENTY-SEVEN

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TWENTY-SEVEN “What are you still doing in there? We are going for shopping not a date, get your ass down here, our ride is here.” Amelia shouted at Emma the following day as they were preparing themselves to go out, Emma was taking too much time in her room, Amelia was done, and she was still waiting for Emma to finish whatever she was doing in her room. Amelia was putting on a black embossed velvet off shoulder dress that was knee high, a blue denim jacket and a pair of black nude wedge boots, she tied her hair in a low rolled bun, she had minimal makeup on, she did not want any makeup that afternoon so she just did her brows and applied some lip-gloss on her lip and a little mascara on to finish up the look. “I am coming, I am just putting on my boots, they won’t fit, damn my feet are

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