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Isabella

I stood in front of the full-body mirror in Sebastian's spacious dressing room. I'm dressed in a simple pink dress that hits my knees, with a halter style on my chest. I've done my makeup naturally and casually, nothing too over the top. I let my hair down after drying it with a hair dryer and tidying it up briefly.

I was ready.

And Sebastian is waiting for me outside.

But indecision creeps into my blood.

I'd never been to any of my grandfather's parties. The thought of being in the midst of so many people bored and sickened me, but now... it was different. I would be in the midst of the Sanchez family circle. Where some of their business colleagues knew of our marriage, and our divorce. What would they say if I showed up with him again?

I sighed heavily, staring at my reflection in the mirror. My expression was so troubled, it was noticeable.

I should have rejected this idea.

But I realized that I couldn't.

I wanted to use Ace to hold me back, persuade him to play