Jade’s pov Once Monica was finished with my hair she beamed at how lovely I looked. “You're going to knock his socks off,” she laughed and as I looked at myself in her full-length mirror I blinked at the site. “I look different,” I mumbled softly as I turned to see my profile. “You look like you, Jade, just more refined,” Monica giggled. The door opened to her room and I heard Conri say, “Holy crap, you're stunning!” Seeing him wearing gray sweatpants and an oversized flannel with a t-shirt underneath I glanced down at myself with a frown. Side-eyeing Monica, I huffed. ‘“I'm overdressed,” I growled. She hurried toward her son and shooed him off telling him to change. “Dress up, you silly boy!” I covered my chuckle with my closed fist. “Monica, we are just going out to look at flower fields, it's not a formal situation,” I giggled. Shaking her head she sighed. “Still, you deserve more than his casual attire,” she stated firmly and I nodded slightly. Inha
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