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I was near the staircase when i saw Evelyn getting out of her room. She looks very pretty in her sweetheart neckline black dress. But this dress is not appropriate for a funeral. It's definitely a big no!! "What are you wearing?" I asked her "Obviously a dress...." she replied with a eye roll. Oh God!! This girl "You told me to wear a black dress" she said while looking down at her dress. "I know and i told you to wear a black dress for a funeral not for a cocktail party." I angrily replied. "I know but this is the only decent black dress i have others are quite revealing " she said.

She is dressed in a beautiful gold dress, which has a deep V-neckline and is fitted at the waist before flowing out in a loose, voluminous skirt. Seen herself in the mirror, Her expression is neutral with a slight hint of a smile, giving her an air of sophistication and grace. She looks at the beautician and tells her thank you, the beautician nobbles her head and walks out from the room. On the other side Adrian changes his clothes and wear black color blazer, alone with white shirt and blank pant, He was looking handsome he had that appearance which could make him stand out in the crowd

” Nika moans in pain, rubbing her where a glass shard had pierced her earlier on “None of these dresses look like they are meant to be worn to greet a king.” The door to the suite opens and Anisa runs in clutching a gown, “How about this?” She shows Astria the gown. It's a black dress with a halter-style neckline made of gold chains and intricate gold embroidery across the bodice. The skirt is long and flowing with very high side slits that reveal the legs. The dress is dramatic, slutty and all things wester….

I mean look at this; “Dark colored dresses to be precise. You usually wear black dresses. But let me ask you Lina, have you worn a dress this week? A black dress?” I kept quiet. Avoided her eyes. “What about a dark purple?” she pressed, “Dark wine perhaps?” “Dark brown?” “Bundurgy?” “Charcoal black?” “Jet black?” “Dark navy blue-

“What do you think of this one, ma’am?” The assistant’s voice pulled me back. "Oh..." Right. Clothes. I was here for clothes. The assistant held up a black dress with delicate gold trimmings. It had an off shoulder neckline. "It's beautiful." “It would suit your figure very well,” the girl added smoothly, already moving toward the fitting room. “If you’d like to try it...” "If that's all, we would like you to leave now, Felicity," Calder's baritone voice bounced against the words as he walked towards us. I thought he wasn't watching anymore. "If we need anything, we'll call."

Kat said before rolling her eyes at me. She pulled me with her to the back where the staff room and lockers were located. Quickly, she opened her locker and pulled out a little black dress. Thin straps, V-neck, stretchy fabric that would hug the body tightly and a short skirt. It was the perfect definition of a little black dress. “Put this on,” Kat said as she threw the dress my way. “Ok…” I mumbled. “Get changed and meet me back outside. There’s still so much that we have to do!” Kat exclaimed loudly before stomping out of the room.

It was a midi dress with beautiful embroidery designs at the top. The next dress was a stunning red maxi dress that swept the floor. But lastly, there was a black mini dress with long sleeves and a round neckline. "I will go with the black dress," I told Madam Rosa, choosing the black dress from her assistant's hands. Madam Rosa smiled and gave me a nod. "Go ahead and put it on," she gestured, and I went to dress up. As I stood aside and put on the black dress, which had a zipper at the back, I turned to face Madam Rosa and her assistant. They both gasped, their eyes widening in surprise.

Jonathan sat on the sofa like he was a king with his legs crossed and his hands still in his pockets. "It is an honour that Patriarch Jonas sends you to personally escort her," Jonathan shot Halton a glance in discontent. Meanwhile in the boutique. "This dress is too flashy for a funeral could you please show me a modest one?" Alexandra asked politely. "Sorry mam we will get another one," The receptionist hurriedly went to fetch some more black cloths. She was still in disbelief that the 'Ms Perfect' Alexandra Winchester had come to increase the glory of their boutique. She wanted to scream her excitement. She showed her a black full-length Dior maxi dress. It wasn't too flashy nor particula

Her eyes widened, and she called out, "Nicole!" I turned to look and saw a young woman in a peach dress leaving. She didn't seem to hear Bethany's calls. "I need to go after her," Bethany suddenly announced, placing her bag on the lounge desk. "Keep picking the clothes you want." And then, she turned on her heels, chasing after the lady and calling her name loudly. After she was gone, I continued scanning the price tags, determined to find something affordable before Bethany returned. A black dress without sleeves caught my eye, not my usual choice, but who cared about the style? I just needed to know if it was within budget. I sighed in relief as I found a price tag for less than a thousand

“What colors do you consider happy?” “Pink. Yellow. Glitter.” “I’m going to a Foundation gala, not a unicorn birthday party, Penelope.” Poppy sat up again and crawled toward the edge of the bed. Her hand slipped between the two hangers Salma was still holding. “That one.” Salma pulled out a black dress from behind the others. It was simple from the front. A straight neckline, thin straps, black fabric falling cleanly to the floor. The back dipped low, held together only by two narrow straps and a tiny clasp at the nape.