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CHAPTER 15
AMY The dress shop smelled like the scent of new books and, oddly hairspray. It was all fancy carpets, sparkling chandeliers and the most beautiful dress shop I have been to. Now that I was here, it felt a bit like I was in a trap. I had agreed to go with her, but now I didn't know if I still wanted to, but we were here already. “A binding experience.” She had called it when she talked to my Dad about it, her voice a little bit too excited. I had woken up this morning, having little motivation to step out, but Dad had given me the look that said that I should go with her. At first, she started flipping through dresses that were hung in the showroom, but not finding what she wanted, we went over to the shop attendant who asked us to sit while she presented us with different varieties o
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