THE VELVET WAR

(Ava’s POV)

The dress came in a long black garment bag with no note, no instructions, and no sender.

But I already knew who it was from.

Alondra hung it on the back of the closet door like she was afraid to touch it longer than necessary. She didn’t speak as she unzipped it. Didn’t look at me, ...

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