Sarah
I am buzzing with excitement as I stand in front of the full-length mirror, watching my reflection.
Tonight's the night – my birthday party, and everything needs to be perfect. Everything will be perfect.
"Sarah, you've got this," I whisper to myself, a grin tugging at the corners of my lips.
I scrutinize my outfit, running my hands over the silky fabric of my dress. The deep red hue contrasts against my skin, making me feel like a femme fatale ready to take on the world. The slit up the side shows just enough leg to give a hint of mystery, and the low-cut neckline accentuates my curves without going overboard.
"Damn, I look good," I think, giving myself a once-over, ensuring every detail is flawless. My hair cascades down my back in loose waves, framing my face and drawing atte
