Uncertain, you hesitated before the mirror, your hands delicately gliding over the fabric that embraced your every curve. Doubt lingered as you contemplated if perhaps a less revealing outfit would have been more fitting, something looser, concealing more of your body. The weight of indecision pressed upon you, especially considering the significance of the Agency meeting to which your boyfriend had graciously invited you. As thoughts swirled, your boyfriend's polite knock echoed, signaling the impending departure. "Darling, we should get going soon," he called from outside the door.