Amirah's POV
It was the day of the Grammys.Amber and I were currently leaving the hair and nail salon. We just got slayed.
I settled for a simple nail look and the toes to match.
Amber on the other hand had to get them bedazzlers. It looked bomb nevertheless. I can't do long nails because I know in my heart that I would break them.
We were currently on our way back home. We were a bit behind schedule because the salon took up most of the time. We quickly got ready with 10 minutes to spare. We didn't get time to eat. And we were hungry. Macdonalds drive through would just have to do. Hopefully it was empty.
I wore black. Because RIP to the feelings I once had for a nigga. I knew he was gon be there. And as much as I want to front. I'm still hurt. But I'll be G about it. I heard he was bringing his girl to. I thought my fit was too revealing but Amber said it was good.
My dress flowed all the way out with a thigh slit. My damn heels cost a fortune and I'd be damned if they weren't on display.
Amber looked like the Queen of Fashion. She had FaceTimed Juno showing him her outfit and he was stuck. The dress highlighted her beauty even more.
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