Trapped By My Forbidden Alpha
She had almost driven me crazy, making me change at least eight times before finalizing on this one with glimmering eyes.
The blue dress was sort of similar to the one that Cinderella wore in the movie. Puffed up sleeves that fell slightly on upper arms, making it shoulderless, it snugly hugged my chest, giving a hint of cleavage, and cascaded down to my feet. The heels I wore were made of white squint stones with a thin, single stripe of blue in them. Lara had been over the cloud to help me dress up. Perhaps she was the blessing I needed to look good in this dress. With her godly makeup skills, she had really turned me into a princess without a tiara.
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