She had on the deep emerald green satin gown.

The heavy fabric caught the bright morning light from the tall windows and shimmered like clear water.

The bodice fit smoothly across her chest and waist and fell into a long, flowing skirt that brushed the tops of her feet.

Sadie stared at her reflection.

She didn’t shift her feet or touch her hair.

She slowly lifted one hand and pressed her fingertips to the smooth seam at her waist.

Chloe set the steamer on a side table and knelt beside the platform, fanning the hem out in a circle.