Arella

MY HEART sped up when the doorbell rang. I was in the middle of inspecting myself in front of the mirror if I didn’t look underdress for this business dinner.

“You look gorgeous, Are. Don’t let your date wait outside, or someone else will snatch him from you.” Kat smiled through the mirror. She looked satisfied with the outcome of spending her two hours watching me as readied myself. She chose the red cross wrap crop top with the bodycon short skirt dress, through I wanted to wear the mustard yellow one-shouldered, but I had to go with her choice when she suggested stepping out of my comfort zone....