Eve’s POVThe mess of clothes in front of me was getting out of hand. I couldn’t believe I would ever be this nervous over clothes. Tops, dresses, and jackets were strewn across the bed, even spilling over the dresser. I picked up a black, elegant dress, one that I had worn exactly once, and held it up to my chest. It was silky, fitted, and… sophisticated. That should work, right? But as I examined it in the mirror, trying to picture myself in a crowd of concertgoers, I felt a familiar twinge of doubt creep in. Ugh. It was so difficult picking a proper outfit for this concert. And I couldn’t completely blame myself. I had never been to a concert before in my entire life. Then Jade’s voice suddenly cut through my thoughts. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” She was standing in the doorway with her arms crossed over her chest, looking at me like I had suggested going to the concert in a ball gown.I turned, letting the dress dangle from my hand. “What?”“Eve, that’s what you wear to
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