Ivy

Ivy’s POV

It was a whole two hours of poking, prodding, hair-pulling, and all the other things the beauty team had done to get me glammed up and ready. Of course, I was no stranger to fancy gatherings like this, but something about this one had me wound up. Maybe it was because it was my first official event since Asher and I got married, and the media would be swarming over us.

We had to look the part - a young, happily married couple filled with so much love for each other. Our task was harder now that we weren’t on speaking terms. I exhaled deeply as I stared at the dress laid out for me on the bed. I slipped it on with the help of one of the assistants.

I didn’t have to try on several dresses; Asher had already picked out one for me. It was a black fitted halter neck dress that clung tightly to my slender figure. The dress had tiny silver embellishments scattered about it that made it sparkle as I moved. I stopped to wonder what was going through his mind when he picked out the dr