Jodi, on the other hand, was a vision in black. Her dress was sleek and figure-hugging, with a thigh-high slit that revealed glimpses of her toned leg whenever she moved. Blonde waves cascaded over her bare shoulders, and her mask, jet-black with silver accents, dangled carelessly from her fingers.
She spotted Avery first, a playful smirk forming as she winked. "About time, princess."
Alice beamed, standing as Avery approached. "We've been waiting for you! You look breathtaking."
Before she could respond, a man entered the lobby, holding a leather bound book against his chest. His expression was professional, his tone crisp.
"Ms. Jo Sinclair, you're up first."
Jodi sighed dramatically, waving a hand. "Alright, wish me luck. See you two inside."
Avery watched as Jodi disappeared through the double doors leading to the grand ballroom. A nervous energy buzzed in her veins, but the reassuring smile on Alice's face gave her the courage she needed.
"We can do this."
