Chapter 31 Mandy And Roger

• As I stood before the mirror, anticipation, and excitement coursed through my veins. I slipped into the gown, my fingers trembling, nerves and pure joy.
• The fabric caressed my skin. The bodice was a work of art adorned with intricate lace that seemed to dance across my chest and shoulders.
• The dress hugged my curves in all the right places, accentuating my waist. Layers upon layers of tulle and organza cascaded into a voluminous skirt, creating a sense of grandeur and grace.