IRIS POV:The next day arrived faster than I expected.I stood in the middle of my room surrounded by mountains of beautiful dresses Aurelian had sent. The entire space looked like a luxury boutique had exploded inside it. Serah was on her knees going through another pile, her eyes wide with excitement.“Oh my God, Iris… look at this one!” she squealed, holding up a deep emerald green gown that shimmered like it was made of stars. “This would look insane on you.”I smiled weakly, running my fingers over a soft silver dress beside me. There were dozens. Reds, golds, blacks, blues, every color imaginable. Some were elegant and simple, others bold and extravagant with intricate beadwork and flowing trains.“They’re all so beautiful,” I whispered. “I don’t even know where to start.”Serah stood up, holding two dresses against my body one after the other. “We’re not leaving this room until we find the perfect one. It’s your twenty-third birthday, Iris. After everything we’ve been through,
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