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Wow, Eter, you are very stunning. Olivia chirped, her fingers splayed and one palm covering her eyes, beaming as if she saw Lilly Collins in front of her. I'm dressed to the nines. The crimson fuchsia high-low dress is cut vertically at the hemline, making it short in some places and long in others. The sheath prom gown clings to the body and conceals nothing. It clung to my body like a second skin. It's stunning.

Emily's POV After I was done eating, I quickly freshened up and got into an outfit for the movie night. I chose a comfortable yet stylish pair of dark wash skinny jeans, a soft white blouse with a relaxed fit, and a cozy black cardigan to layer over it. My hair was tied up in a messy bun, and I added a touch of subtle makeup to enhance my natural features. I slipped on a pair of black ankle boots, grabbed my small cross-body bag, and headed out to meet Ethan in the sitting room.

As I twirled, the satin shimmered. Ethan's eyes locked onto hers. "Beautiful," he whispered. Sarah's cheeks flushed. "You think?" she asked. Ethan nodded. "Beyond beautiful," he corrected. Finally, I slipped into the silver beaded gown. The fitted bodice sparkled, and the flowing skirt shimmered like diamonds. Ethan's jaw dropped when I came out. "Sarah..." he breathed. I posed, the beading catching the light. Ethan's eyes drank in the sight. "Perfect," he whispered.

Their gowns flowed elegantly around them, swaying with each step, a visual embodiment of their grace and poise. Kana's gown was a rich tapestry of deep crimson silk, embroidered with intricate patterns of gold thread that caught the sunlight and shimmered as she moved. The fabric cascaded down in gentle layers, the train trailing behind her like a regal cloak. A delicate crown of silver adorned her dark hair, its intricate design glinting softly in the sunlight.

She was elegant and perfectly exemplified what a noble lady should look like. Furthermore, she had always branded herself as a walking goddess. This elegant dress that draped across her figure gave her an ethereal appearance that fit her image of a goddess. The terms that came to mind were transcendence, ethereal, and mystique. As she marched down the runway, her heels clicked against the platform. Now that she had reached the front of the stage, the crowd observed the intricate embroidered patterns on the dress. They were all hand-made. The craftsmanship was beyond supreme. The dress was beyond iconic.

"One thing I will say is that I have never cheated on you, Astrid, and I will never do it.. With time you will get to understand things better." I didn't say a word to him. I just went through my wardrobe then I brought out a red short dress. I had only worn it once. "This looks so good," I said to myself while staring at the dress. I took my shower, did my makeup, and then put on my dress. Ethan wore an oversized white Tee, then baggy jeans. His sleeve tattoos looked so good in the tee and he let his hair down, and it fell so effortlessly over his eyes.

I countered, giving a dirty smirk. Either way he was right. I shouldn't keep father waiting if I want things to go well. Walking over to the large wardrobe of gowns, my eyes skimmed through them — I smacked my tongue in distaste. They didn't seem suitable for an official party. “What about this? It makes you look like a devil-” Ethan marched forward taking out the gown that caught his eyes. A slim fitted gown with the colour of bad blood, only brighter. The side slit ran up to my thighs and the opening in the middle showed off cleavages. It was sleeveless, but went up to my neck, so that it looked like a mini turtleneck.

Everly stepped out of the changing room wearing a peach A-line long dress that hugged her curvy body. It perfectly suited her figure since the dress completely highlighted her fair skin and slender waist. She looked ethereal and elegant, with her calm and expressionless face, it was like seeing a real-life princess from the medieval age.

Not their individual accounts. "Sh*t! I still have a crush on Yuri! He's so sweet!" Cali pulled her hair. "You already have a sweetheart!" I let them both hang out by my side. I just focused on Wella's cellphone screen. Ethan is wearing a black umbrella, the dress is also black and has 'thisneverthat' written on it, he is also wearing black slacks. I thought her outfit was all black. But when I looked at his feet, my eyebrows rose.

My inner self, maybe my wolf, wanted to claw its way out. “I don’t know what you mean,” I murmured. “I don’t care what you do and don’t mean. I demanded for you to come. So come here, Adealine,” Ethan demanded. My feet were moving and I stopped on the opposite side of him in front of the desk. I felt a false sense of safety that I had no business feeling. Ethan’s gaze lingered on the new steel blue dress from the collection I’d received from the dressmaker. The square neckline closed at the front with a band of eyelets on either side of the opening.