#Chapter78

"Parfait." Adele looked at me like I was a finishing result of a project. "A work of art."

I felt different, out of the ordinary I thought. I looked at June and Layla. They looked as amazed as Adele as they stared at me in awe and satisfaction.

"Come, come. Look at yourself." She helped me out of my chair, since this dress was impossible to move about in, and guided me over to the floor length mirror.

I made eye contact with the person in the mirror. I had to admit, she was beautiful. I was almost skeptical about believing that this woman who was staring in to...