Eva POV
I twirl in the mirror, checking out my dress from every angle. I felt confident in it when I tried it on with mom and Lori, but now I’m not so sure. Corey didn’t seem to like seeing my exposed skin, and this dress shows a lot of it.
The neckline plunges down past my breasts, the built-in corset lifting and pushing my chest to create more cleavage than I’m used to. The front is covered in sheer lace, but you can still very much see my cleavage. The dress hugs my hips, then cuts off just a few inches past my butt. I thought I looked mature and beautiful with mom and Lori cheering me on, feeding me endless praise, but now I’m second-guessing the dress.
“You look hot, Eva. Quit worrying. I’d totally do you right now,” Chelsea tells me from the vanity in my parent’s bathroom. They
