Chapter Forty Seven
“Mia, I really, truly do not think that this is a good idea at all,” I argued softly, turning my body to stand directly in front of the long bedroom mirror. I looked down at my reflection, smoothing out the fabric of the tight black dress that hugged every single curve of my body just a little bit too well. “Khalid and I are finally, after so much struggle, in a really good, stable place together. Going out to a big, crowded downtown party without even telling him beforehand feels… it just feels entirely wrong to me.”
Mia rolled her eyes incredibly dramatically, letting out a loud sigh as she reached behind her back to zip up the zipper of her deep red party dress. “Venessa, oh my god, please stop overthinking everything for just five minutes. It is literally just a
