C19 Nineteen

Ruby's POV

I stepped into the dress smoothly and looked in the mirror. It was a pitch black dress with lace sleeves and a black, tight fitting body.

And I would be lying if I said I didn't look good.

God, I sound like Ryder.

I kept my hair down and straight and ran a brush through it.

I stepped out of the large walk in closet and my breath caught in my throat