I stood still in front of the full-length mirror, staring at a version of myself that I had come to see after a rather long time.
The gown clung to me like it belonged, its shades of blue, violet, and soft pink cascading into a train of embroidered peacock feathers that shimmered like they held secrets of old. Drapes of sheer fabric fell from my shoulders, fluttering with the movement of air I hadn't felt. My collarbones were framed by delicate beadwork that caught the soft golden glow of the room.
But it wasn't the dress that made me pause.
It was me.