Gianna's POV
Jessica knocked on the door. "Gianna, let me see. You've been inside the whole time."
"I... I don't think I can wear this... " I stammered, but before I could finish, Jessica pushed the door open. Her eyes went wide as she took me in, and I immediately felt embarrassed. I regretted putting it on the moment I saw her reaction.
"Oh my God, Gianna..." Jessica gasped.
"See? I knew it. I need to take this off... I can't wear this," I muttered, feeling utterly self-conscious.
"No!" Jessica shouted so suddenly that I jumped. Then she broke into a grin. "You have to wear it. You look amazing, and Dennis will love seeing you in it."
"Are you sure this is appropriate?" I asked, still uncertain.
"Yes, absolutely. I promise." Jessica laughed, her confidence unwavering.
I took a deep breath, trying to calm my nerves. That was when I noticed what she was wearing, a green dress strikingly similar to mine.
"You..." I gestured toward her outfit.