She Outshines Them All 소설 & 이야기

It br‍oke‍ on‍ly by the rustle o⁠f clothes hitt‍i⁠ng the floor. Greta stepped​ out o⁠f her dress. S​he st‍ood before hi‌m in⁠ nothi‍ng but sheer bla​ck s⁠tockin​gs and heels. She was beau​tiful​ in a way that f‌elt sharp, like a polished bla⁠de. She lo⁠oked⁠ over her shoulder at me. A triumphant glint shone in her eyes. "​Watch closely⁠, Sloan⁠e. This is​ what power looks like."

She raises both thumbs to cheer on her friend. The three of them step out of the room, with Olive leading the way. Her steps exude confidence. Yossie is a bit hesitant and lacking in self-assurance, but seeing Olive walk as if nothing can stop her, she tries to follow suit. Olive's hair looks beautifully flowing from behind. Her body is embraced by the stunning and enchanting dress. Despite its revealing nature, the radiance of her beauty and the elegant impression she leaves behind make everyone agree – Olive is indeed beautiful.

She was too beautiful a sight. "You are...quite pretty." she stattered jealousy enveloping her. Like many others, she too had thought she hid behind the mask because of unpleasant looks but here she was being the most beautiful being she had ever seen. "Happy now? So give me my sister!" **** Do press the vote button as you pass😊❤❤❤Please comment too!

She walked down, the gold gown which ran all over the ground flowing behind her, pearls rimmed the top which a diamond settled on the round of her neck, adorning her flawless skin but even at that, it was nothing close to how flawless her skin was. I knew that even if she was to be adorned with just rubies, or steels, she would stand out in a sea of humans, she would have every single one of them jealous and unable to say a word from how flawless she looked. “ Well…” she spoke, standing in front of me. “ I guess I had you spell bound” her face held a teasing smile before she averted her face to the ground, chewing on her lips, the little dent by the side awakened a part of me that shouldn't

Her breaths came in shallow gasps, her chest rising as if each one cost her. “Can you stop staring? I know I’m not one of your models with perfect tits.” She shifted, trying to cover herself, but I caught her wrist in a brutal grip. “Don’t,” My voice was rough. “Trust me, none of them held a candle to you.” And it was the truth. I’d seen women, every shape, every kind. But Elizabeth cleared them all. She burned brighter, fiercer, until everyone else looked like shadows beside her.

She had worked diligently, going above and beyond her responsibilities, believing that this was her time to shine. However, when the winner was announced, Emily's name boomed across the audience. Claire had a phony grin on her face and was applauding along with everyone else, but on the inside she was furious. It felt like a smack in the face, a reminder that no matter what she achieved, she would always be second best.

She was showing me a version of myself that did not have to fight for scraps of love. “You could get whatever it is that you don’t have. You could have it as well,” she whispered. “You could have it all. Doesn’t it feel good to finally be seen for who you really are? The outstanding Pelin.” She clapped. Her sisters clapped too, and the sound echoed off the walls and straight into my heart, which pounded louder now.

she said, her faith in my proficiency, but if only she knew. The fashion parade commenced, and one by one, the ladies were called to showcase their outfits. Finally, it was my turn. I walked out onto the stage, I felt a surge of confidence envelop me. I wore a stunning silver dress adorned with beautiful stones, shimmering with every step. Its beauty accentuated my figure, making me feel like a queen in my own right. I couldn't help but be grateful to Constance for picking such a beautiful dress.

She teases brushing off my compliment. She strides off into the crowd, radiant, chatting easily with the young, the old, and everyone in between. And I stand there, heart full, knowing this is just the beginning.

No one else compared to her. Now she stands before me in a lilac dress that comes to her knees, flowing in the wind. It sparkles like the stars... but can't compare to her eyes. Her green eyes sparkle like leaves after a rainstorm. Her joy is radiating out of her like she is the sun itself.