Chapter 67

• [ARIETTA’S POV]
• A man with an intimidating aura came to pick me up. I tried to smile at him, but he didn’t smile back. We were quiet during the ride, and because I was scared of him, I didn’t try to start a conversation.
• When we arrived at the penthouse, there were people waiting to prepare me. There were designers and stylists. There were so many gowns to choose from, and the makeup artist was getting ready to see what I would wear so they could match my makeup accordingly.