Chapter 66 Dressed for War

Katelyn’s POV Rachel and I walked through the side hallway into the private dressing room at the back of the banquet hall. The soft golden lighting, the marble counters, and the racks of designer gowns my mother had sent over made it feel more like a showroom than a prep area. The scent of fresh roses and expensive perfume lingered in the air. On the rack near the mirror, hung a garment bag partially unzipped, revealing part of the dress. It was pristine, glowing like it had been waiting for the right spotlight. Rachel’s eyes widened the moment she saw it. “Is that… what I do think it is?” I carefully pulled the delicate fabric out. “It’s from the new Hermes collection.” She blinked. “Wait. As in, the limited-release collection?” I nodded once. Rachel practically choked on her breath. “Girl. This dress costs more than my entire rent for a year. Your mom doesn’t just have money. She has status. Like, silent-auction-in-Milan kind of status.” I smiled faintly. “She likes to make an impres