Chapter Thirty

As Cass emerged at the top of the stairs, the room seemed to hold its breath. Conversations quieted, and all eyes turned to her.

Marcus felt his breath hitch in his throat, She looked like a goddess. The golden tones of the dress contrasted beautifully with her hair, the sweetheart neckline showcased enough without looking scandalous.

The bodice of her dress accentuated her curves in an alluring manner. The dress flowed down in a cascade of golden fabric that pooled at her feet.

Her dress swayed as she took even the smallest step, it seemed like it was alive as it danced.

Marcus coughed "You were saying something dear brother" Marcus smirked as he walked toward the stairs.

Cass took a deep breath and one step at a time, Cass descended the staircase, her gaze focused on the space before her. Her heart raced and she could feel her vision clouded by the anxiety that enveloped her.

Thankfully she caught sight of Marcus waiting at the end of the stairs, arms extended to her to grasp on.

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