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Has He Really Changed?
Beatrice
The dress I chose for dinner that night is one of the models that Janet insisted I buy one of the times we went out together. Janet used to complain a lot about how I dressed, which, according to her, was too modest and dull. Despite completely disagreeing with her, I ended up following her advice and changed my entire wardrobe.
I decided to be daring that night, choosing a form-fitting dress that, despite reaching the knees, had a well-crafted neckline with plenty of transparency on both my chest and the back of the dress.
I applied subtle makeup to soften the impact of the outfit and slipped into sky-high heels in the same color as the dress—black with golden details, matching the garment.
Once ready, I glanced at myself in the closet mirro
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