Chapter Eighty Three: An Evening of Fun

Layla checked out herself in the mirror. "What do you think of this?" "They all suit you, Mrs. Ramirez," Lexi said. She was holding Derek in her hand while Layla moved in and out of the dressing room, going through her wardrobe. Layla turned before the mirror again, checking the back of her dress. Why was she doing this? Who was she trying to impress? She questioned herself when she saw that she wasn't satisfied with her fourth try. All the dresses were visually appealing, but she sought one that would make her beauty stand out. For whose appreciation? Myself. Layla's voice echoed in her mind, but she wasn't convinced that that was the truth. She was playing dress-up for Canaan. Now, that was the truth. Layla huffed. "I will go in the first gown." "What?" Georgia's mouth popped open. "The first gown," Lexi repeated, bulging her eyes at her in a silent gesture for her to get moving. Layla didn't notice the brief scowl that crossed Georgia's face, but Lexi had seen it. And