Chapter 58

Clara's POV

Then she bolted from the changing area.

I took a peek at what was in the cosmetic bag.

I opted for a basic appearance, using lip gloss and mascara. Makeup was never my strong suit. I still felt like I might stab my eyeballs out.

Ivy returned a few minutes later, clutching a black dress. It had straps and was short. It was always necklined in hearts. The garment would hug every curve on my body. It was exquisite.

"This clothing is mine. Months ago, one of the motel guests moved out. Nobody is searching for it, I'm sure of it. It's also your size." Ivy uttered a gasp.

I had five minutes left before I was considered officially late.

It was much harder to get into the garment, particularly with Ivy attempting to brush my hair.

Ivy made a few touch-ups since I couldn't apply makeup well, which gave my eyes a smoky appearance. My blue eyes gleamed at that.

Ivy grinned as she reviewed the outcomes. "My lovely caterpillar became an even more stunning butterfly."

I exclaimed, "You