Chapter 6: Oh my God, I need to move to Antarctica

Mia's POV

Morning light hasn't crept into the bedroom yet. I slide out from under the covers, careful not to wake Alex.

I stare at the borrowed black cocktail dress hanging in the closet. The one my coworker swore was designer. My fingers shake as I pull it off the hanger.

In the bathroom, I'...

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