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39. Cinder-Ella

~ CARA ~

“Do you have any dresses that are formal?”

I stood in the doorway to Meg’s room, heart fluttering in panic.

Meg gaped at me. “I have like one, but I don’t think it would fit you in the chest and besides, I don’t think peach is really your color.”

I slumped. “You’re right. I didn’t think about that. Damn. I didn’t think about any of this. I’ve only got ninety minutes. I’m going to have to tell Mack I can’t go.”

“Rig should have been the one to ask you, anyway,” Meg said, her forehead furrowed.

“Wait—what?!”

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