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8

ASHLEY

I sat holed up in the car, breathing softly with each passing second. I brushed my fingers through my hair which was tied in a ponytail, easing out my compact mirror from my clutch. I opened it and took a long glance at myself, my eyes particularly resting on the crimson-red matte lipstick my lips were coated in.

I didn't recognize the girl that stared back at me in the mirror. She looked bold, classy, and like she didn't give a fuck.

The spa treatment I got today transformed me into a model that was about to walk the runway. The peach-thin-strapped dress I was wearing stopped two inches above my mid-thigh. It had a plunging neckline that cupped my boobs perfectly, showing an ample amount of cleavage.

The straps formed a crisscross on my back. The dress was tight around the waist and dropped around my mid-thigh in a cute flare. The sultry makeup Dawn had taken her time to perfect on my face made my honey-brown eyes pop, giving me this lazy bedroom look.

My hair was tied in a
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