Chapter Thirty-Two: The Brown Envelop

Ava's POV

I decided to try on the pink dress, and as I slipped into its delicate folds, a sense of elegance embraced me. The fabric draped gracefully, and the flattering cut enhanced my figure. I loved the way the blush color complimented my skin tone, creating a soft and romantic allure. However, as I stood before the mirror, an internal debate unfolded.

The dress was undeniably beautiful, yet practical considerations surfaced. I envisioned the upcoming occasion where I would wear it, but doubts about its versatility lingered. With a hesitant sigh, I acknowledged that while the pink dress captured my heart, it might not align with the look that lingered on my horizon.

As I emerged from the fitting room, the assistant awaited my decision. I explained my dilemma, and she nodded understandingly. "You have two more to try. Let's see how they compare," she suggested with a supportive smile. The blush pink dress, although enchanting, faced the possibility of being overshadowed by the other