Carla's POV: Right now I was in a long silver gown, and no make ups, my hair falling freely below my shoulders, and wearing matching heels. "You look so pretty!" Ma'am issabelle (Dawson's mom) complimented standing behind me but I just gave a slight smile. "Ma'am do I really need to come along with you two to Paris??" "Well of course baby, you have a much bigger role to play there, why will you think I bought all these for you?" She said with a grin. I walked down the stairs beside ma'am issabelle and met Dawson already waiting at the mini living room wearing a complete set of salmon suit, he was looking dangerously handsome.
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