Something Blue Emily Giffin Novels & Stories

"You look like royalty." ​Emilla, always drawn to the dramatic, settled on a fierce, vibrant red gown that featured a daring slit and shimmering beadwork. It perfectly matched her confident, warm personality. "The red makes me feel dangerous," she laughed, doing a quick, theatrical twirl. ​Finally, it was Amara's turn. She stepped out in a gown of deep, luminous sapphire blue. The color was rich and elegant, and the simple, classic cut seemed to highlight the fragile grace she possessed. The blue was universally approved. It reflected the depth of her eyes and possessed a quiet strength that suited her better than any bold color.

I nod. She takes the other outfits back to my closet. She showers and calls me into my closet to help her get ready. I advise her to go for a natural makeup. Hasan might be an arse, but he didn’t look like he would fancy girls with heavy make-up. “What do you think?” Emily asks, standing from the vanity. She does a three-sixty, showing off her dress. She went in with my advice. An off-shoulder dark blue gown that ends a few inches above her knees. Emily is blessed with the perfect figure and curves in the right places. It’s understandable why Hasan would pursue her.

Nyah quietly reminded her, "The one speaking is the fifth young lady, and the one next to her is the fourth young lady." In no time, the fifth young Lady, Emily, had approached Emma. She wore a light blue short-sleeved gown with a delicate hairpin in her bun. She wore a gold necklace with a gemstone; her face was oval-shaped, with slightly slanted eyes and a small dot between her eyebrows. Her rosy cheeks complemented her bright smile, revealing her charming white teeth. She was genuinely endearing. Beside her was another female servant dressed in a light pink short-sleeved gown, with a face somewhat similar to Emily's but softer demeanor—she was the fourth young Lady, Erica.

The deep hues accentuated the striking colour of her blue eyes, making them even more mesmerizing. As Ella stared at her reflection, she was at a loss for words, her mouth appearing fuller and more enticing than ever before. Ella’s admiration for Emily’s efforts could only be expressed with a simple “Wow.” Emily joined her in front of the mirror, radiating beauty in a classic black Audrey Hepburn-style dress. The simplicity of the attire added to its elegance, showcasing Emily’s timeless charm. Instead of the traditional white gloves, she had opted for pink, adding a touch of femininity to the ensemble.

What is so complicated about it? " Well, what do I say? I like all colours. It depends on my moods and seasons. " " Like really?? " " Yes... In summers, I like all pastel colours especially baby pink, icy blue and lemon yellow. In winters I like red, blue, black, white...." "Oh, God!! Let me rephrase my question, which colour you don't like much? " " Ok... Green. But I like some shades of it too. " I rolled my eyes at her answer. She is so cute.

She poked her head until the bed and pulled out a curling iron. Blair gasped, “Are you even allowed to have that?” “Please, it’s not like they inspect the rooms or anything,” Emery said. “I can’t wait to play with your hair!” *** It was nearly an hour of straightening out my curly hair and then adding big coils to it when we were ready to leave. I settled on a pair of dark blue jeans and a pale blue top with sleeves and a sweetheart neckline. I topped off with white sneakers and I was ready to go.

Like her taste in staff. I shook my head. I wasn’t to think about him today. I’d promised myself I wouldn’t think about him today. And I had sort of succeeded. As long as ‘not thinking about him’ was the same as ‘thinking about him’, because I had done not much of the former and way too much of the latter. I headed downstairs to the lounge, and just a few minutes later, Emily walked in. She was beautifully dressed in a fitted navy blue dress with lace overlay, which came to just below her knees.

My eyes sweep over to the spiral staircase that leads to the private dining rooms for VIPs. The waiter guides me to where my brother is staying. Ethan shoots me a grin as I sit down, placing my purse on the table. “Good morning, dear lovely twin brother.” His grin only spreads widely. “You get the gist.” “Hey,” Emily’s sweet voice says behind us and both Ethan and I turn to look at her. I keep smiling; Emily’s wearing a light blue floral mini dress with long bell sleeves and a square neckline, her loose wavy blonde hair flowing down her back. “Sorry I am late.”

Girl: hi, I'm Cindy Blue: (dull voice) nice to meet you Cindy. I'm Blue. Cindy : huh Blue? That's a lovely name. And I love your Blue eyes, Blue. It rhymes with the uniform. She nudged her with her elbow and gave her a wink. Making Blue to laugh Blue: thanks Cindy Cindy: wow it's a relief to see that you smiled after that weird girl created a scene. Don't mind her, she's paranoid or something.

Ivanna "Okay, tell me. This one or this one?" Emily shows a sky blue and a yellow gown, holding in front of the screen. She seems to be more excited than me. "Any would look good on you, Emily," I chuckle. "Ugh! That's the easiest way to run, Ivanna. You know," she shrugs. "Tell me" "Well, why don't you ask Kane, huh?" Her mouth falls open right away and her eyes pop out.