Haven took a seat beside Millie on a plush looking settee, and tried to adjust her dress without popping the seams. Fighting the urge to readjust her bra beneath the frustrating frock, she grimaced.

I should've worn the damn corset.

"Haven, dear, as uncomfortable as the dress may be, you must endeavor to hide your annoyance. Grimacing in company is never good form, and tugging at your dress will only make people wonder if there are rodents in your chemise." ...