CHAPTER 51

  Olivia's POV

  I snagged the emerald dress and headed for the dressing room. As I closed the door behind me, I caught sight of the price tag dangling from the sleeve. My eyes nearly popped out of my head.

  "Holy sh-" I clapped a hand over my mouth, remembering where I was. But seriously, that many zeros? For a dress? I could buy a car for that much.

  I slipped out of my clothes and carefully stepped into the dress. The cool and smooth fabric felt like liquid silk against my skin. I zipped it up and turned to face the mirror.

  My jaw dropped.

  The dress hugged every curve perfectly, accentuating my figure in ways I didn't even know was possible. The emerald color made my skin glow, and my eyes pop. I looked... well, I looked like a movie star.

  Which, I guess, I was about to become. Sort of.

  I twirled, watching the skirt flare out around me. It was magical. It was perfect. It was...

  It was way too expensive.