Kelsey's POV
I was stuffed with several skirts again, and after trying them on one by one, I walked out, always feeling Marcus' gaze on me.
I felt a little uncomfortable in my heart, feeling like I was specifically trying on clothes for Marcus.
The fitting room mirror reflected the silver glow on the edge of my pupils, and every garment touched by Marcus emitted the marks of the Bladeclaw Pack.
When it came time to make a choice, I was having a hard time. Arya spoke up and asked, "Kelsey, which one do you like?"
"It was actually fine." I was somewhat absent-minded, mainly because Marcus's gaze never shifted away from me.
I had been trying on clothes for two hours, and Marcus still hadn't left!
Marcus pointed to a champagne-colored evening gown and said, "This one."
The design featu
