#Chapter 81: The Moonlit Revelation

“Just, hold on one second. I’m going to go change into something more…appropriate,” I said to Liam. Liam looked down at me onesie and the face wash hairband that I had on and grinned. “Yeah, that’s probably a good Idea.” I ran upstairs, my heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and anxiety. I rifled through my closet, looking for something that would make me feel confident, maybe even a little daring. But each outfit I pulled out seemed wrong. Maybe some jeans and a white t-shirt? No, way too plain. What about a the sparely pink dress that I wore one time to my high school graduation? Nah, too flashy. Not me. I hadn’t wanted to even wear it then but mom insisted that I had to really dress up since it was a special event. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection with growing frustration. "Come on, Ella. You have to have something," I muttered to myself. My room was a mess, clothes strewn across the bed and floor. The seconds ticked by, each one increasing