The room was quiet. Eloise lifted the sky blue silk dress from the chair.
She fastened each button from her throat down to her knees. Each one clicked like a tiny bell.
Eloise stood before the mirror and looked at herself. She touched the hem and her breath caught.
The dress was so light and bright that she didn't recognize herself.
She took a slow breath and smoothed the silk over her hips. The fabric whispered against her legs.
She stood a little taller. The light caught the fabric beautifully.
Eloise turned in front of the mirror and the dress swirled around her.
The buttons gleamed in the soft lamplight. She smiled and whispered, "That's me."