Belle swirled in front of the mirror, basking in the way her floor-length, wine-red velvet dress twirled around her. The off-the-shoulder leaves continued into a sweetheart neckline, before creating a silhouette down to her upper thigh where the material ended at the front. At the back, the velvet material continued into a chapel train. Her blue hair was styled in loose curls, sported in a half-up half-down do while her neck was dripping in diamonds.
“Layke is going to die when he sees you in that.” Sutton grinned, putting on the final finishing touches of her own outfit. She had gone for a black corset style dress, which flowed into a short skirt amplifying her long legs.
“That just means she looks hot.” Immi winked, fiddling with her bangle. “I hope Beau thinks the same about me tonigh
