On the third morning, a beautiful Monday sunrise greeted Zoe and I as we woke. My mind and body were exhausted from fighting the demons of my dreams once again.
With nothing much else to do, we had spent most of the two days we were allotted ransacking the closet.
The amount of fine clothing options in here was breathtaking, and a little infuriating if I’m being totally honest. All of these gorgeous clothes, and no one wearing any of them?
While the omegas in our barn are wearing shirts with holes, and leggings torn to bits.
The dresses were my favorite thing to look at. I wouldn’t dare be caught dead in one here though.. seriously, a lack of mobility and practicality could kill me here.
But I could still look.
One dress in particular caught my eye. I let my fingers trace the sh
