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Keep Your Hair On

My dad grumbled, uncomfortable. He didn't like to talk about money.

"You'll look lovely. The black beading will bring out your stunning blue eyes," Viv added, ignoring him.

I reached out, drawn to the colorful beading.

Viv slapped my hand away. "Wash your hands first." She took the dress from my dad. "I hope this fits you. It's hard to tell under all those baggy clothes."

"What size is it?" I asked, drying my wet hands on a towel.

"Tut-tut. Go try it on."

I took the dress and went upstairs. There wasn't a tag or a size in the dress.

Viv probably didn't know.

When I entered my room, I casually peeked around before closing my door.

"Christopher. Charming, are you here?"

I checked my bathroom, the shower, my closet, even under my bed. He wasn't there. My stomach sank.

He must've left. I hoped he'd come back later - after they went to bed.

"Snow! Hurry up," Viv shouted from below.

"Okay." I tore off my clothes and cautiously stepped into the dress, zipping up the side. I went to t
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