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CHAPTER 133

Author: Mercy Ashquill
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ELLA'S POV

"You look absolutely gorgeous, Ella!" Susan gushed, clasping her hands together as she looked me up and down in the dress. "Trent definitely has impeccable taste."

Amelia nodded enthusiastically. "For real, girl. When you two hit that dance floor tonight, every eye is gonna be glued to you."

I grinned and gave a twirl, the rich purple gown swirling around me in a whisper of fabric. It hugged my curves in all the right places. I felt like an absolute princess!

As I spun back around to face my friends, I caught a few of the other girls in the dressing room sneaking admiring glances my way too. Some smiled and waved, clearly appreciating the look. Heck, my confidence was soaring so high right now, I might as well have been walking on air!

Guess I'm going to turn a few heads at this dance after all, I thought giddily, unable to stop beaming.

That's when the snide voice cut through the air like nails on a chalkboard. "As if that ridiculous getup is really anything to get so hy
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