Ethan wore a knee-length frock coat that fit him perfectly, the sleek lines accentuating his tall and commanding presence. Adding a bold twist to his outfit, he had on a half-black leather eyepatch, which only heightened his already strikingly handsome features, giving him a dangerous, almost roguish charm.
Lavinia wasn't particularly surprised to see Ethan at an event like this. However, she became noticeably reserved, trying to avoid drawing attention to herself and revealing her identity.
Rachel leaned closer, lowering her voice. "Isn't that the senior who's been chasing after you?"
Lavinia nodded slightly, and Rachel slipped her arm through Lavinia's, offering reassurance. "Don't worry. Dressed like this, no one could recognize you. Ethan definitely won't notice us over here
