My Finance's Brother's Forbidden Game
In the end, I picked a dress that Gwen swore would make me stand out at the dinner.
“You look stunning.” She said, stepping back to admire her work.
I caught my reflection in the mirror. She was right.
The gown hugged my figure perfectly, cinching at the waist and pooling at my feet. The fabric of the dress looked like it was cut out from the night sky, with its intricate glittery patterns of silver along the midnight blue background. My hair was swept into an elegant updo, with a few loose curls framing my face. The diamond necklace I had on felt cold and heavy on my skin. Then, as if I wasn’t already glittery enough, Gwen had applied body glitter on my shoulders and back.