I got back to the conference room at about 7:40, twenty minutes before it was slated to start, after I had gone home to change and get myself ready for it. I had actually snuck into Natalie’s room to borrow a dress for the occasion, since she had so many nice ones that I never saw her wear more than once.
I looked at my reflection in the glass door of the room for one more look, to make sure everything still looked alright. I had told Logan I would keep a low profile, so I chose a simple black dress with a low v-cut in the back and paired it with some gold flats I had that I love. I was pleased with how well the dress fit and looked on me, almost like it had been made for me.
I walked around the room to give it a once-over and make sure everything and everyone was in pl
