Another date

I checked my reflection in the mirror. The indigo-blue long-wrap dress was a fit. I guessed it would seem big on me, but it wasn't. It fits like gloves. The baby bump was hidden. Unless you knew what you were looking at, you wouldn't know I was pregnant.

Though I wasn't used to long-sleeved gowns, I didn't feel as uncomfortable as I thought I would feel since I was used to short-sleeved sleeves.

I paired the gown with my silver sandals. I bought those during my years in the human world. They were part of my silver shoe collection.

The silver earrings I wore sparkled as the light from my bulb hit it at a particular angle. That was the only accessory I wore. I wasn't going for an overkill, not like I did a week ago when I thought we were going out for a date.

I wasn't as excited as I was on that day, scared something bad might happen should I show my happiness. I wanted everything to go well, which was why I stifled my feelings.

“Are you ready, princess?” Mitch knocked on the door,