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Anne

I knew Vincent would get me a dress as usual so I decided to get something for him in return. My dress arrived two days before Saturday, the day of the party. From a glance, I knew it was different from the other two he’d gotten me during the other parties. He didn’t go to his mom’s boutique this time. We all know why.

Well, the new dress was stunning all the same. It was a sparkly blue halter gown that hugged my upper body and cascaded from the waist down. It had simple designs yet when I wore it, it screamed elegance. I don’t know how often he bought dresses for Fiona when they dated but Vincent’s taste in dresses is impeccable. The only thing Fiona and I had in common was our slender figure. Fiona is bustier and curvier than I am. I don’t know where I’m going with this but if we were to say he learned his dress sense from his time with Fiona, it wouldn’t prove how he got what suits me perfectly the very first time. I believe he is naturally endowed with that perception or it