Chapter 41

As I stand here in the mirror looking at myself, I can't help but notice my hair looks good, it makes me look older than seventeen. I fight the urge to grab a scissor and trim it a bit more to see if I can pass for a thirty year old woman but as I reach for it, Arielle enters. I abort the mission and toss them across the room. Arielle gasps when she sees me, "Baby, you look so beautiful." "You like it? I'm sorry I didn't go with what you-" She shakes her head and fans herself. "No, I love it. You look so nice." "Thanks, where is Ryan?" "He's already gone, we were running late so I told him to go and we'd follow." I nod biting on my lip. Arielle waves her car keys in my face as she gestures to the door and I grab my phone off the bed, the material my dress is made of making it harder to bend over. When I'm sitting up straight, it doesn't feel small but when I picked my phone up just now, it fucking felt like it would tear. I ran my hands over my dress before following Arielle out