Sinful Arrangement
The skies threatened rain, but none came. Just a heavy silence, dense with the weight of expectation, as if the world itself was waiting for something to shatter.
Amelia stood in front of the mirror, her reflection half-shadowed in the golden light of the bridal suite. The dress had been made in under seventy-two hours, yet somehow looked like it belonged to royalty. A soft ivory lace clung to her figure, intricate vines woven into every seam. The neckline dipped into a deep V, delicate yet dangerous, framing her collarbone like it had been crafted to expose not just her skin, but something more fragile beneath it. The long sleeves hugged her arms, sheer and elegant, while the train behind h
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