I live by this rule - breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince, and dinner like a pauper- Suniel Shetty
Alexandria's pov
I stared at my reflection in the full body mirror. I don't know why I got dressed up, it's only dinner. That I prepared, for someone who isn't even my friend. Yikes, that sounds like a script for a really cheesy movie. Where the main characters end up sleeping together and confessing their feelings. Ugh, thankfully, my life is not a movie.
It's worse.
The woman in the mirror reminds me of what I was whenever I was looking for a good lay. Maybe I should wear some pants instead. A short evening gown just screams f**k me.
The color I chose is a perfect fit, a dark-emerald green gown. It amplifies my feminity and increases my desirability, or at least that's what Chr
