Dora stood up and moved to her wardrobe, she reluctantly followed her instantly.

She began bringing out the clothes that looked attractive for her to make a choice.

"I guess this is better as it will look more fitted and matured on you." Dora handed over to her a red fitted gown.

She spread it and examined it carefully. "Isn't this too fitted? Look Dora, I need something that will allow me to escape if there's any danger. I can't run if I have this on."

Dora took it from her and had a good look at it. "You are expected to dress like a bride, not just an ordinary...