Veronica was persistent, "Do you like what you see?"
Zara twirled in front of the mirror, "Not yet."
She then changed from the silver dress into a third pink-colored one. It had soft pastel shades and complimented her skin perfectly. It didn't have sleeves, though it had a flared skirt, so not much skin was on display. It's neckline was a bit low for her comfort, but it was better than the others. It hugged her figure in all the right places and looked nice on her.
She was painfully reminded of the painting in which Ryan had painted her in the exact same dress. She also knew that if she said no to any of them, Veronica would take her to more stores, and Zara hated shopping.
So, she looked at herself once again, smiling at herself when at the exact moment she heard the faintest of a whisper, gorgeous.
Zara was about to call Veronica when she heard the word and her heartbeat went up like a racing car.
