Dalia’s POV

“I hope to God that you’re dressed, Lia, or you’ll be going out naked”, Chelsea’s loud voice could be heard from where I was putting finishing touches to my outfit.

I didn’t answer her and hurriedly put on my jewelry- because a girl isn’t complete without her accessories- and tied my hair with a cute vintage scarf.

“I swear to God, you will actually……”, her words died in her throat when she opened the door and found out that I was fully dressed.

“Ta-da”, I told her with a big smile and twirled in my dress. She looked at me with a death glare which quickly turned into...