#Chapter 50-Dress Dilemmas and Party Kisses

Evelyn “What do you think?” I text Ava, adding the selfies of the dark blue, burgundy, gold, and white dresses. All the dresses include unique textures like sparkles, sequins, velvet, and more. Madelyn sits in the seat provided by the boutique, drinking her bottle of water as she muses over what dress I should pick. “You seem to be in a better mood these days,” she notes. “That smile is a lot more common.” I look up, pushing the curls out of my face as I slide my phone into my jeans pocket. “What?” She points at me. “Does that friendship you mentioned last week you were attempting to salvage have anything to do with it?” Shrugging, I smirk again. “Maybe.” Madelyn waves her arm at me. “Good!” “Really?” “Yes! Seeing you so down while you were home for Thanksgiving was awful, honey.” I sit down next to her, the two of us essentially presiding over the dresses we’re debating on. The dresses look so beautiful, and I feel decision fatigue taking over. “It was bad,