#Chapter75
Delaney's POV
I have to admit that I am a bit more than shocked as she uses her finger to lift my chin up.
/"This dress was made for you/" she promises
I grin at her nice compliment.
/"I am surprised that I fit into it/" I tell her with an tone of relief
She chuckles at my jokes, glancing up at my hair.
I furrow my eyebrows at this, pretending to be confused.
/"Do you mind?/" She asks as she points towards my hair that is currently pulled up in a ponytail
I shake my head at the older woman.
/"Not at all/" I carefully squat down a bit so that she is able to actually see the top of my head
I feel her slowly remove my tiara, being careful not to pull too hard on my hair.
Once she detached the tiara from my hair she places it on a metal chair where a light blue suit is resting.
Ooh! I need to ask if I can keep that suit.
