~ JESSE ~
I stood on a small, circular stone dais that rose out of the floor near the corner of the room- a corner lined in wide, tall mirrors that showed me from every angle.
And I couldn't quite believe what I was seeing.
The gown was stunning, the fabric indescribably soft and thin, almost completely sheer, but it had been draped and gathered in layers. The sheer got so pale sometimes, it was hard to tell if it showed my skin, or that was only the fabric itself.
It was the most beautiful silver-sage color that seemed to undulate as I moved, deepening to one color or the other, depending how the light hit the fabric. It set off the chestnut highlights in my hair perfectly, and-
'It matches the green in your eyes,' Cazz sent in a deep, heavy voice.
I bit my lip, nodding. 'You picked this?'