44: Our Supernatural abilities

NADINE

“There’s the peach colour of this exact one” Anna, the most interesting stylist I had ever seen kept on piling luxury dresses with different fabrics.

For the past hours, we had gone between checking out beaded dresses to sequined to other exquisite embellishments. Each dress screamed elegance and sophistication. They were so intricately designed just like the ones I had seen in the store.

But these were high-end gowns. Their fabrics ensued a shrewd feeling out of me, a feeling of sophistication and glamour. I could also imagine them on my body with their appropriate cutouts in the right places.

Compared to my work-home life back in the real world, this was something out of the ordinary. I could swear I felt like I was in the Victorian era and some English summer Ball. What held me right at peace was our location.

We were in the lush garden behind the house. I had no idea the estate was much bigger than the car park and the buildings. When Sara had woken me up to come downstai