The Santoro’s Invite

Maria's POV

"You should wear the mauve suit and dress it up with Tiffany diamonds," Ursula said. I was preparing for dinner with the Santoro's, and everything was coming out nicely.

"Maybe," I replied. I secretly thanked Lord Ursula for always being present to pick my outfits. When she insisted I got a walk-in closet, I looked at her like she had gone mad.

Simply because I didn't expect I'd be required to wear lots of outfits. Alas! She was right. It did come in handy.

"However, I would have loved to go for black. And listen before you crucify me. I think it goes well with the theme of the night."

"And what would this theme be?"

"Maria C. Delvey or Caruso, if you please, in her very essence," I replied, trying to pull off Ursula's dramatic effect. I composed myself when I saw how ridiculous I looked.

"Fine. But you're wearing the pink shoes," she said, handing them to me.

"Absolutely," I replied.

"So, what are your plans for the night," she asked while fixing my hair.

"I want to play