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Chapter 51

Author: Marvey_pearl
last update Last Updated: 2024-08-23 21:24:08

ISABELLA'S POV

I rubbed my eyes as the faint light from the morning rays shone through my window.

I arose with a jerk as soon as I remembered what was happening today.

It was finally the day of the fundraising event.

It is the same event I have been planning for a while now.

Everything had to be perfect.

I yawned and pushed the covers off, sliding out of the bed with my bare feet sinking onto the cool floors.

I walked over to my wardrobe, glancing at my reflection in the large mirror beside it.

My hair was a mess from sleep, and my face still had that dry, rough look.

Opening the wardrobe, I began sifting through my clothes.

I needed something that exuded confidence and grace.

I touched a tailored black dress and shook my head.

“Too formal,”

Next, I considered a deep red gown but decided against it; it felt too bold for the morning event.

Finally, my hand fell on a soft lavender dress with delicate lace sleeves and a subtle shimmer.

It was elegant and not in an odd way.

It had just
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