In her room, I slipped into a stunning red dress that fit me perfectly, emphasizing my figure and featuring a daring neckline that showcased some of my cleavage. Maddy was busy adjusting the dress and couldn't stop raving about how amazing it looked on me. “Dante is going to flip when he sees you in this,” she said as she snapped photos.
“Dante?” I asked, posing the way she suggested—one hip out and a shy smile on my face.
“He’s a scout for a big fashion contest. I’m entering this dress for him!” She pulled up his i********: account to show me. Dante was incredibly handsome, with a strong jawline and a captivating look. I playfully teased Maddy about her crush on him, and we both laughed. But as I did, my thoughts drifted to Evan, remembering his kiss, which lingered in my mind. I felt
