Chapter 34

“Ooh, classy,” she nodded.

“Thank you, Aunt Lisa,” Brooklyn smiled.

“Your aunt chose it?”

“I couldn’t decide,” Brooklyn chuckled.

“Go grab it, you’re done,” Violet said, and Brooklyn sorted through her bag and pulled out her dress.

Sasha whistled. “You’re going to have Harry on his knees, B.”

“Hush,” Brooklyn huffed.

“By the end of the night, we’re going to get you to admit the truth,” Sasha said.

“The truth comes out when you’re drunk!” Alice sang.

“Stop harassing her,” Violet laughed. “And try not to wipe off the makeup when you put the dress on.”

Brooklyn carefully put the dress on, and Violet helped to make sure the material didn’t touch her face.

“You look hot,” Alice said. “I’d turn gay for you.”

Brooklyn laughed and walked over to the mirror. She did look pretty. Violet’s makeup had completely covered the bruise and enhanced Brooklyn’s natural beauty. Her eyelids shimmered pink, and her lips were a gorgeo