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29. SAFE AGAIN

BRANDY’S P.O.V.

Storm: I am on my way, I hope you are dressed.

A chuckle escaped, throwing the phone on the chair.

I hoped I would be dressed too but it was a work in progress. I gave up wanting to be the best dressed or fashionable at all. I just wanted to look decent, to look good and feel good for once.

If only it was that easy.

Jeans were a no, they showed my stomach.

Skirts and dresses made me look old. People would probably think I was his mother.

Leggings were a no go for a fashion show.

I threw one clothing after another until I huffed.

The time was five and I had been in the closet for two hours. A glass of wine sat next to me, half full.

If only the girls could have been there with me, I had confidence in their abilities.

The door opened and my heart drummed even harder. I wanted to hide because I knew hell would break loose when Storm walked in to me still in a robe.

The closet doors opened and I couldn’t help but turn to him with the sweetest smile I could gathe
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