A good week later, I'm convinced every woman in my life has lost her mind. Including Ivy, especially Ivy.
"Why do I need to wear this?"
I hold up the white dress in disbelief. It's beautiful, absolutely gorgeous.
Soft fabric with elegant cut. Something I would normally love but that's not the point.
The point is that everyone is acting weird, vey weird.
"You'll look pretty in it," June says.
"That's not an answer."
"It literally is," Lila replies.
"No, it's an evasion."
Tessa immediately looks away….suspicious.
Very suspicious.
I narrow my eyes.
"What's going on?"
"Nothing."
Three voices answer at once.
I immediately know they're lying so I turn toward Ivy.
"What's going on?"
She gasps dramatically.
"As if I'd betray my sisters."
That isn't reassuring, not even slightly.
Still, after fifteen more minutes of arguing, they somehow manage to get me into the dress.
I stare at myself in the mirror.
Okay.
I hate that they're right, it's absolutely beautiful.
