chapter 22

POV Samantha

Mom knocked on my bedroom door as I looked into the mirror helplessly. I had showered and done my hair and makeup but none of the outfits Mom packed seemed right for me. This was our first date and I really wanted it to go we.

"Come in!" I called and she entered but paused when she looked at me.

She smiled at my face but frowned when she saw that I was still in my robe.

"I have nothing to wear!" I whined and she giggled.

"Don't worry, I have the perfect dress and shoes." She announced and rushed back out.

She returned a few moments later with a grin, holding a red dress that was stunning.

"Really?" I asked and nodded.

"I bought this the other day but I think that it will look better on you." She grinned and I hugged her.

"You are the best Mom in the entire world." I guessed.

"Come on, let's get you dressed. He is waiting." She rushed to help me with the dress and the perfect shoes.

I was relieved to see that it all fit perfectly. Almost like it was Made for me.

"You look