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Thirty three
*A few hours before the party...* • EMMA • “Wow, you look so good,” Raya exclaimed as she patted down the makeup on my face. To be honest, I was anxious about how I would look. And When Raya said she would help, I didn’t expect her to pull out five expensive gowns on Saturday morning for me to try. Finally, we both approved of the red gown that hugged my curves tightly. Even though I was four months into my pregnancy, my stomach was still flat, and the baby bump wasn’t peaking out yet, as I was told it was different for most women. “Alright! You’re ready! Turn around and see yourself.” She tells me. I wasn’t expecting who I saw in the mirror. It was me, yes, but a more sophisticated yet elegant side of me I never knew I could ever see come to life. “Wow, oh my gosh..” I started, as
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