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• Getting ready for dinner had felt strangely normal. Ella stood before the mirror in a sleek black off-shoulder dress that clung to her curves and fell just below her knees. Her hair was swept up, a few soft strands left to frame her face. Beside her, Chase adjusted his cuffs, looking way too smug for someone who had taken thirty whole minutes to pick out a tie.
• Vera was in her butterfly-pink gown, spinning in the hallway like she was on a runway.
• “You look sexy,” Chase muttered, glancing at Ella’s reflection.