Chapter 18 The Culprit

Xavier
Monday morning arrived, and the atmosphere was already hot. Anyway, the invitation cards had been sent out, and everything seemed to be falling into place. A big relief for me.
I stood in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie and scrutinizing my reflection. Suddenly, I saw Alice emerge from the dressing room, looking stunning in a beautiful white short gown, black heeled shoes, and carrying a black designer bag. Her hair was tied back with a scrunchie, and her face glowed with a subtle makeup look. Her lips were painted a vibrant cherry pink, and she looked absolutely breathtaking.