Chapter 60

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"Am I?"

Marguerite managed as her heart began to palpitate wildly. For the first time, Matthew looked rapt by her looks, so much so that he barely even blinked as he replied,

"Yeah, absolutely terrific."

This time words failed her as the intensity of his gaze had her breath trapped in her chest. Who knew that buying this dress would have been the best decision she'd ever made. At first when Madame Le Veaux mentioned its price, she was greatly appalled, for it seemed too much money for such an inessential thing, but it turned out to be worth every penny. All her life, she'd never felt so beautiful. Fierce and feminine at the same time.

Throughout the ride to the party, she could sense Matthew's lingering eyes on her in the dim light, not for a second they strayed from her. She wished they never arrived, so she could spend the whole night alone with him in seclusion, but much to her dismay, eventually the carriage slowed down and pulled to a stop in front of