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CHAPTER 12

Shanelle POV

I stood in front of the walk-in closet, the scent of Chanel, Dior, and Saint Laurent lingering in the air. Sunlight streamed through the open windows, casting a warm glow on the colorful array of clothing before me. Tonight is my date with Vincent, and I wanted to look my absolute best. However, as I scanned the rows of clothes, doubt crept into my mind. 

What the hell should I wear?

Beatrice lay sprawled on the bed, engrossed in a fashion magazine. Her big blue eyes glanced up, catching my reflection in the mirror.

"Hey, Bea," I called out, hoping she could provide some much-needed guidance. 

"Any thoughts on wh

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