Katrina’s POVLiam had wasted no time. Liam had called Ophelia, the designer, and begged her to bring another dress for me after the ruined one had been taken away. She was kind, sweet, and patient—always smiling whenever I had seen her before. When Liam explained what happened, her voice over the phone was full of shock and worry, but she promised she would bring another dress right away.Now I sat quietly in Liam and I’s room, trying to calm my racing heart. My hands kept fidgeting on my lap while Ariana stood behind me, running her fingers gently through my hair as she styled it. I could see her reflection in the mirror, her face serious as she concentrated. Every now and then, she would pause, tilt her head, and then smile like she had a new idea for how she wanted my hair to fall.“You’ll look stunning,” Ariana said softly, brushing a strand of my hair to the side. Her words gave me a little comfort, but deep down, my chest was still tight with nerves.A knock came at the door, s
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