Chapter 7 Your Laugh

Luciana Rielle 1.6k words

AURELIA MARLOWE

Maisie helped me into the dress, and the silk settled against my body.

The front was modest enough, with a high neckline and fabric that skimmed down to the floor, but the back dropped almost to the base of my spine, and the cut-outs at my waist left even more...

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