Zenia's POV

Mommy and I were heading over to Jasmine and Evan's house. Jasmine was putting together a small engagement celebration, and, of course, mom and I were invited. I was excited, apart from the celebration, because I knew I would see him there as well.

I wore a fitted white dress that flowed down to my ankles like a waterfall with a respectable split that stopped just above my knees. I had flat ironed my hair and did loose wave curls to the sides. I completed the look with a simple gold necklace and bracelets. I looked beautiful, but I couldn't outshine my sister. This was her glowing moment,...