MY EX-BOYFRIEND WANTS ME BACK
“It feels… like it was made for me.”
The assistant nodded, adjusting a strap. “Valentina wanted it to celebrate your journey. She said a woman becoming who she truly is deserves something timeless.”
We tried the second dress. A deep emerald green with delicate beading along the neckline. Then the third, a soft blush pink with off-the-shoulder sleeves that made my skin glow. Each time I stepped out, Victoria clapped her hands lightly, her smile growing wider.
“You’re glowing,” she said after the last one, taking both my hands. “Truly. Tomorrow the world will see you as you are… a Langford. My sister.”