65. Parade
Amelia
I've been ready for half an hour now. I've checked myself in the mirror at least twenty times to make sure I look good. The dress is very beautiful, and I'm not just saying that because I designed it, hahaha. Actually, it was one of the ones I sketched with Cony in mind. She likes to dress this way, a bit sensual and in bright colors. She's quite the diva and loves to show it.
But seeing it on me gives me security and confidence. I look beautiful, I must admit. I hope my companion thinks the same.
At exactly 7:30, the doorbell rings. I grab my coat and clutch and head down the stairs. When I open the door, the man standing outside is a dream come true. He looks devastatingly handsome in his black tuxedo. I shamelessly look him over from head to toe, but when I reach h
