Ariah’s POV I was so tense as I descended the stairs.Leia had picked it for me, the black dazzling gown I wore was all her idea. "I think it befits the occasion, you're mourning the dead relationship between you and Ethan, aren't you?" She had said while I was looking in the mirror. "Good one, Leia," I remarked bitterly. "And fuck you." I walked down the stairs and the first person I saw was Lowell, it seemed like he was waiting for someone. When I tapped him gently on the shoulders, he turned and said, "Finally, Ariah, there you...." His voice trailed off as he looked at me over, his eyes wide with awe and admiration. "...are." He completed the sentence. "Beta Lowell? Is everything alright?" I asked, wondering if I was overdressed for this although I didn't even wear any make-up. "Everything is great..." He said slowly. "And so is that damn outfit, you look stunning." He said with awe-filled eyes. Despite how nervous and panicky I was, I flashed a smile at him, "Thank you, E
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