I nervously looked at my closet, trying to find the perfect outfit for the Terrence family dinner. It had been a month since our conversation at Rose Mansion, and I couldn't help but feel like I needed to make a good impression. "I can't decide what to wear tonight," I said to my mom as we prepared for the Terrence family dinner. Mom replied, "I already picked out a dress for you to wear. It's in the closet." I groaned inwardly, knowing my mom's fashion choices were always a bit uncomfortable for me. But I didn't want to upset her, so I went to try on the dress. When I came out of the bathroom, my mom smiled and smoothed out my hair. "You look beautiful, dear." I fidgeted with the peach-colored dress that hugged my curves a little too tightly. "I don't know about this, Mom. It's not really my style." "You look great," she insisted. "Just a little makeup and we'll be ready to go." As if on cue, the car horn honked outside, signaling that Judith had arrived to pick us up. I panick
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