Anastasia gazed into the mirror, a smile playing on her lips.
(Anastasia's dress)
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The green cocktail dress, a second skin that clung to her curves, whispered of sophistication. The sweetheart neckline, accentuated by the intricate clasp, and the ruched bodice created a captivating silhouette. Her hair, swept back in a chic up-do, revealed her face, adorned with pearl earrings and perfectly polished red nails.
A knock reverberated through the room, announcing the arrival of Riff and Graziella. With a rush of excitement, Graziella embraced Anastasia in a warm hug from behind, her voice bubbling over with joy.
"We're going to be the hottest girls there!" she declared, her voice brimming with excitement. "Let me do your makeup. I'm thinking dark green eyeshadow, and..." She plucked a blue flower and carefully secured it in Anastasia's hair, a satisfied smile gracing her lips. "Perfect."
Suddenly, a low chuckle echoed from the doorway. Riff, his hair slicked back and his leather jacket gleaming, leaned against the jamb. "I'll let you girlies get ready," he said, his grin mischievous. "Don't want to ruin your masterpiece, Graziella." He winked, then slipped out of the room, leaving the two girls to their preparations.
As soon as Riff was gone, Graziella turned to Anastasia, her expression serious. 'I gotta ask you something. It's about Tony. Has he asked about me?" Graziella asked
Anastasia hesitated. 'Tont and me, don't really talk about that stuff,' she said softly. 'It's just...more-"
"I get it," Graziella said, her voice laced with understanding. "It's okay." She gestured towards Anastasia's heels. "Can I borrow these shoes? I'm with Riff now. I shouldn't be thinking about anyone else, even if I still..." Her voice trailed off, leaving the unspoken thoughts hanging in the air between them.
Anastasia's gaze met her, a weight settling in her chest. "You still love him, don't you?" she whispered, the question laced with sympathy.
Graziella's nod was hesitant, "Would it be wrong to say I did?"
"No," Anastasia replied. "I don't get your love for my twin brother, it's kinda gross"
Graziella chuckled softly, her voice laced with amusement. "It's pretty gross, huh?"
Anastasia flashed a dazzling smile, her hands deftly applying her to lips
Anastasia hands Graziella the lipstick, Graziella takes it gracefully applying it on her lips "Is mouth meeting you here?" She asked Anastasia
"no, I'm meeting Tony. Wants to see if my dress is appropriate" Anastasia says annoyed "and if it's not?" Graziella says
"Probably have me borrow something from, Valentina's closet" Anastasia
"So, old then" graziella laughs
Riff walks in "you girlies ready?"
The girls nod and smile at him, "I'll walk you to doc's, I'm not having to walk there looking like that" he says to Anastasia
