C21 One-Way Ticket to Trouble

The dusty rose-colored dress, a relic of a forgotten prom night, lay sprawled across the bed like a wounded flamingo. Nadia traced the neckline with a trembling finger, the silky fabric a stark contrast to the cold sweat prickling her skin. She was so happy when she got this dress from a cheap retail store.

But now the feeling was not mutual. In four hours