JUNE

June had picked up the dress from the bed, brought it out of its plastic bag seal, and then spread it out properly on the bed for Halle to see.

Halle gasped, her mouth agape as she stared down at the ethereal dress Xavier had picked for her.

It was a long black dress that had faint red hues when it was under light.

It was a simple dress with a v-line that dipped almost provocatively and had a slit that Halle was sure would stop just above her knees.

“It is beautiful,” She said in awe as she ran her hand down the shimmering materials. It was rough to the touch but the material on the inside was as soft as silk.

“Mr. Stone had asked his cousin personally to design this dress for you, I was there when he made the call,” June said in a low voice as she brushed her hands over the dress looking down at it in a way that Hale could only describe as longingly.

Halle was floored by the woman’s actions but she spent enough time around June to know that she would not be getting any answers