Chapter 25 The Golden Veil
- Isabelle POV
- The boutique smelled of white lilies, expensive leather, and fresh champagne.
- I stood on the small wooden platform in the center of the private showroom, my arms stretched out loosely to the sides as two tailors moved quietly around my ankles, adjusting the hem of an ivory silk gown. This dress was supposed to be the main piece for my fashion label launch next month.