Eleonore’s POV
I stared wide eyed and open mouthed at the item the twins had left for me in my room.
Amanda, much like myself, was staring flabbergasted at the item hanging from my door. One hand rested under her elbow, while the hand that belonged to that arm covered her open mouth as she stared at the thing for much longer than I did.
Eventually once the two of us had recovered and turned to each other, she spoke first.
“They certainly do know how to make a girl blush; I’ll give you that.” I nodded my head in agreement, my eyes moving from hers to look back at the object that had caused so much awe. The item in question was a dress, not just any dress however, but quite possibly the most beautiful dress I had ever laid my eyes on.