Seven Magics Academy
"I'm sure Snow is doing a fine job in Track. Aren't you, Snow-Angel?"
I brushed my bangs out of my eyes. "It's getting better," I replied, nodding to my dad.
"Happy birthday, Snow."
Her words surprised me. It wasn't my birthday for a while still.
"Thanks," I said, glancing at my dad again. His smile was tight.
Viv held a formal lavender dress in her hands.
I had no idea what the materials were called, but the spaghetti strapped bodice was shiny, and the bottom half reminded me of a fluffy lavender cloud. T
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