Chapter 21

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Amara's POV:

"My baby sister is all grown up," Pandora says in an emotional voice while sitting on my bed.

"I'm not getting married." I roll my eyes.

"Not yet!"

"Shut up."

I turn with two dresses and hold them both up for Dora to see.

"Definitely the red one."

I change into it and look in the mirror. The dress stuck to me like a second skin, emphasizing all my curves. The square neckline pushed my boobs up, making them more visible than they were already. I try and pull the dress lower because it was hella short but it was no use.

"Stop doing that!" Dora yells at me.

"It's too short!"

"It's not! Now sit." I comply and sit down in front of my table.

20 minutes later

"You have magic in your hands," I say as I look at myself in the mirror. My brown eyes were the highlight of my face. They just pop with the smoky eyeshadow and eyeliner. My lips were bold red and my face was contoured to perfection.

"No, you're just gorgeous." She smiles.

I look at the time and see that it was already 8 pm. Shit, I was late.

"I'm late!"

"Aren't your friends coming to pick you up?"

"No, I'm staying the night at Vincent's so I'm taking my own car."

"Ooooo! Staying the night?" Dora wiggles her eyebrows.

"Get your mind out of the gutter." We laugh and I grab my phone and keys.

"Well if something does happen, make sure you use protection! I don't want to become an aunt right away." I go to smack her arm but remember that it was recovering from the accident.

"Nothing is going to happen."

"That might change when Vincent sees you."

***

The party was in full swing by the time I got there. I call out in the intercom and the gates open for me to park inside the mansion's parking. I get out and I could feel eyes on me. I discreetly try and pull my dress down but it was no use.

I start walking down the driveway, fully knowing that my hips were swaying and I felt a sense of confidence surge through me. I ring the bell and the door opens a couple of seconds later to reveal Logan.

"Hot damn Mamacita!" Is the first thing I hear when the door open.

"Hello to you too." I laugh and walk-in.

"Vincent is going to lose his mind when he sees you."

"You can't lose something you don't have." We both laugh and he takes me to the kitchen which was now a bar.

"Let's drink to that." He hands me a shot glass and we both down it instantly.

Logan starts talking to some other people and I slip away without disturbing him. I try to look for my friends or Vincent but all I couldn't find anyone.

I sigh and make my way into his large living room which was now a dance floor. I could barely see anyone through this crowd. I take my phone out and text Xander to see where he was. My phone buzzes but it wasn't from Xander. It was from C.

I open the attachment and it was a video of me. It was just filmed 5 minutes ago when I was entering the house. I turn around and try and look for who could've done this but no one seemed suspicious. I spot Vincent and make my way over there.

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