Wanting to kiss her

Freda's POV

As I slipped into the beautiful red dress that Jim had sent me, a wave of excitement washed over me. It was a stark contrast to the short and revealing dresses that Hardin used to make me wear. This dress was different, it was elegant and classy, and it made me feel like a true queen.

As I stood in front of the mirror, the dress hugged my curves in all the right places. The vibrant red color complemented my skin tone, making me feel radiant and confident. I couldn't help but twirl around, admiring how the fabric swirled gracefully with each movement.

Applying a touch of makeup, I wanted to enhance my natural features without overdoing it. I opted for a soft, smoky eye and a subtle pink lip. I wanted to look like the best version of myself, not for Jim, but for myself.

With my hair pulled back into a sleek bun, I felt a sense of sophistication and poise. It was a departure from the tousled, carefree look that Hardin preferred.

As I took one last glance in the mirror, I coul