In no time, they reached a different floor. Amy saw the biggest assemblage of beautiful and expensive dresses she had ever laid her eyes on. They seemed to call to her and she felt an excitement previously unknown to her rush through her body so fast it made her tingle all over. She moved as if enchanted.
The first dress she admired was a teardrop neck with spaghetti straps and intricately sequined bottom. She ran her hands over it lightly, as if afraid it would dematerialize before her very eyes if she felt it too hard.
Chynna watched her with a smile on her face. Then she quietly slunk out of sight. She asked for and was shown to a restroom. She made her way there and carefully shut the door behind her. Then she took a few deep breaths and dialed Jun Mo.
