Chapter 84

As the seconds ticked away, my heart swelled with an indescribable pride, ignited by the joy radiating from my dear friend, Kate. “Ahhhh! I am so happy! My Beatrice Chloe is so beautiful.” Her spirited claps and fitful jumps filled the room, an infectious display of eagerness that created a smile on my face. We had both enlisted the services of the same makeup artist for our grand Prom night, opting to get ready together in the comfort of my room. Kate's camera, seemingly an extension of her arm, had already captured countless moments of my pre-prom transformation.

Feeling a touch of shyness amidst Kate's overwhelming excitement, I could not help but compare her palpable thrill to that of my own mother's. It was as if Kate, in witnessing my preparation, had become more overjoyed than my own flesh and blood. A playful quip escaped my lips, "Kate Chelsea, stop. It seems you are even happier to see me get dressed than my own mother." My mom, standing behi