Possessed

I reluctantly opened the bag bearing the label of a famous fashion house. And opened my mouth in shock. An evening gown of deep blue, in the sheerest of material, expensive by any count! The next bag had a pair of shoes, and a small purse.

Even as I stood staring at it, Gaston emerged, clad in a towel, fresh from the shower.

“Change!” he shouted. Picking up the bags and feeling like Cinderella, I scooted from the room.