Chapter 19 Half Truths
- Cara's pov
- “What do you think?” Gina asked me over the soft RnB music playing through the speakers of the Alexander McQueen store, pulling a bright purple tulle dress to her body.
- I cocked my head, my face scrunched in an exaggerated thoughtful look. The dress was pretty and perfect for her age, but if we were doing what we had to do, she needed something more mature and demure. Something less gaudy.