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Colette pov “Jade, do we need to do this?” I asked for the twentieth time. Everything was still awkward with her, and standing here on her little pedestal as she fitted pins into the gown on my body didn’t make it any less awkward. Every time she lifted a pin to stick into the fabric I would flinch, imagining her doing it on purpose, and then she’d look at me annoyed that she’d have to reapply the pin since I moved, making this take longer than it needed to. “Look, little sis, the party is a few hours away and I need to make sure this fits right. Don’t you want to go?” She asked. I frowned, looking down at her head as she pinned up the hemline of the dress. Her purple-tinted black hair was in giant rollers, wanting to go for a natural wave look, but under the rollers, I could see her ey