Chaos in Heels
Ren murmured just loud enough for Deja to hear, taking a sip of his tea with maddening calmness.
"I have no idea what you're talking about," Deja retorted, accidentally dropping her chopsticks with a clatter.
"Of course not," Ren agreed.
After breakfast, they all went to get dressed.
In her room, Deja stood in front of the open suitcase her mom had obsessively packed, fingers hovering over a few options before finally pulling out the dress. It was a deep green wrap dress made of silky fabric that caught the light just enough to look expensive without trying too hard. The color made her skin glow, and the cut hugged her in all the right places — cinching at the waist and flaring out slightly
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