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Chapter Sixty Four
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His Queen,Their War Chapter Sixty Five
After checking out how good the dress was on me, I slipped out it slowly, carefully, as though removing a second skin. Guila helped with the zip. The satin left my body, pooling softly at my feet before Guila caught it with reverence. She folded it like it was sacred,placing it gently into the garment bag. The YSL heels followed, nestled perfectly, then the bracelet and jewelry, wrapped and secured. I turned away and reached for the gown laid out on the bed. This one was different. It was simple and elegant. The gown was ivory, flowing and modest, with a fitted bodice and soft sleeves that draped just enough to feel graceful without being dramatic. The neckline was modest, almost innocent, the skirt long and fluid, brushing the floor like a quiet whisper. No slit,no daring cut. No provocation. Just calm beauty. The kind of dress that didn’t beg for attention but received it anyway.I stepped into it and let Guila zip me up.She looked at me through the mirror, her brows lifting slig
His Queen,Their War Chapter Sixty Four
His eyes found mine first through the mirror. He pauses just inside the threshold, gaze locked on my face as if he's memorizing it all over again. There's tenderness there, mixed with something deeper, hungrier. Only then does his gaze drift downward, slow and deliberate, tracing the lines of the satin gown that clings to my shoulders, my waist, the gentle curve of my hips. The dress is almost perfect, but the zipper at the back gapes slightly. He closes the distance between us in a few measured steps, coming to stand behind me. In the mirror, we look like a portrait—me in ivory satin, him in his tailored dark suit, the contrast sharp and beautiful.He gathers the delicate fabric at my lower back with careful fingers, mindful not to crush the elegant draping that falls from my shoulders. His warmth radiates through it as he positions the zipper tab.As his fingers brushed my skin to align the halves perfectly, a flood of memories rushed in.I remembered the first time he did this, ye
His Queen,Their War Chapter Sixty Three
~The Competition Day~When the alarm rang, I jolted awake, and then it hit me.Today was the competition.“Oh my God,” I squealed, throwing the covers off myself. “Oh my God!”My heart was racing as I bolted out of bed and into the bathroom, nearly slipping on the tiles in my excitement. I didn’t even care. I laughed as I turned on the shower, letting warm water cascade over me. My hands shook as I washed up, my mind replaying every stitch, every cut, every moment of doubt that had led to this morning.This was real.By the time I stepped out, wrapped in a towel, my pulse was still galloping. I walked back into my room.Guila was already there, seated calmly on my bed like this was any normal day. The dress was beside her, perfectly ironed, draped with such care it almost looked alive. My breath hitched. This is real; it's not a dream.Guila looked up at me, one brow lifting before she rolled her eyes playfully. “You’re smiling like you won the competition already,” she teased.“I mig
His Queen,Their War Chapter Sixty Two
I tried again and again and again.The fabric laid before me, crimson folds staring back. My fingers moved automatically now. It felt like a rhythm—cut, pin, stitch, undo. Every attempt felt close, painfully close, yet still wrong. The line of the bodice wasn’t sharp enough. The drape wasn’t speaking the way I wanted it to. It didn’t feel like me yet.Hours slipped by without permission. Guila stayed with me, offering quiet suggestions, steady hands when my own trembled. At some point, she sighed and told me she’d go get snacks before I collapsed from frustration. I barely registered her leaving, my mind was too loud.When the door closed behind her, the silence pressed in.I stepped away from the table and walked to the window, pressing my palms against the cool glass. Night had fully settled outside, the sky deep and heavy, scattered with faint city lights. I closed my eyes and drew in a slow breath.Calm down, I told myself.You’re not failing. You’re learning.My chest felt tight
His Queen,Their War Chapter Sixty One
I walked into the fashion room and froze for a second. Everything was… ready. Every single thing I could possibly need—the machines, the scissors, the threads perfectly organized, stacks of fabric cut and prepped. Even the lighting was just right, like someone had known exactly how I worked. My temple throbbed as I rubbed it and muttered under my breath, Salvatore… why are you doing all of this?I had to admit it, it was infuriating. Part of me wanted to scream at him for meddling, for making things so easy, for forcing me to face my own competence. Another part of me… well, another part of me wanted to melt into the thought that someone had taken the time to prepare this chaos-free sanctuary just for me.I sighed, shaking my head to clear it. No time for feelings. No time for thoughts. Just work.I grabbed a measuring tape and started pacing, my mind racing faster than my hands could move. Sketches scattered around me, each one calling for attention. Fabrics begged to be cut, pinned,
His Queen,Their War Chapter Sixty
I woke up feeling empty.Not tired or sad just… hollow. Like something had been scooped out of my chest and forgotten somewhere I couldn’t reach. I stared at the ceiling for a long time before finally sitting up. My body moved, but my heart lagged behind.Breakfast didn’t exist for me this morning. I poured myself a glass of water and drank it slowly, pretending it was enough.Guila noticed immediately.“You need to eat,” she said, arms folded, eyes sharp.“I’m fine,” I replied automatically.She didn’t believe me; rather,she pushed a plate toward me and didn’t move until I forced a few bites down my throat. If it wasn’t for her, I wouldn’t have eaten at all. I knew that. She knew it too.School felt… distant.I walked through the gates like a ghost, my steps slow, my thoughts elsewhere. The chatter around me blurred into background noise, laughter and excitement blending into something I didn’t belong to.In the fashion room, the energy was different. Girls surrounded tables covered i
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