CHAPTER 63 - Amy

“Are you sure this looks okay on me?”

I had a hard time recognizing myself in the mirror. The ill-fitting clothes and messy bun were gone and in its place was a rather nice-looking young woman. My platinum blonde hair hung down my back in soft waves. The red pencil skirt fit my new curves like a glove. The silky black top was a perfect match for the black ankle boots that she insisted I wear.

“Okay?” Anna laughed from where she was sitting across the room. “That...