Anna's POV

"I don't feel like going out, Pam", I complain, coming out of the bathroom in a towel.

"Come on", she moves over to me and nudges me. "It's going to be fun", she beams.

She pulls me back to the open closet and begins to search for a dress for me to wear. She sees a low maroon party dress and hauls it out.

"Here", she gives me. I sigh again before taking it from her.

When she called me earlier and heard me crying, she disconnected the call and before I knew it, the doorbell rang.

Pamela came in and hugged me tightly. I told her everything,...