Leaning over the bathroom sink, I washed off all the makeup off of my face before tying my hair up in a messy high ponytail. I then tried to get my dress off. The zip, which was located at the side would not budge. That was strange, I'm sure it was fine when I put it on. Although thinking back to it, I was blindfolded when I put the dress on, so I am not even sure if the zip was dodgy even then.

Lucas' words echoed in my head. How the hell did he know that I would struggle to get my dress off? Me being the stubborn girl...