Night had fallen.
Phoebe stood in front of the full-length mirror, staring at her reflection. She was startled by the new face before her—she could hardly believe the beautiful woman in the mirror was herself.
She had blossomed even more than she had three years ago, her beauty radiant and captivating, though she hadn't noticed it herself.
Usually, she dressed casually, favoring simple, neutral colors.
But now, she was wrapped in an elegant, black gown that hugged her curves, making her look like a goddess who had descended to Earth—graceful and mesmerizing.
Her skin was smooth and flawless, her makeup meticulously applied, and her hair as black as ebony.
Her slender figure radiated charm with every subtle movement. She was stunning, alluring, a true beauty. Yet, Phoebe had no hea
