Anastasia Pov

　　The dress was stunning. Simply beautiful.

　　"I wish you were here, Evelyn, to see what I'm seeing," I whispered, my eyes admiring the dress.

　　I took the dress off the hanger and held it against my body, looking at myself in the mirror. The dress was emerald green, with diamonds sewn in such an impressive way that I wondered what stitches were used; I couldn't identify the sewing method for attaching the diamonds. The dress had a beautiful ...