ELIZA’S POV
The moment I stepped into the Derek and Maya’s banquet hall, all eyes turned to me.
I could hear the gasps in the crowd and their whispers too. I could feel their stares, their curiosity, their judgment, but most of all, their admiration.
I was dressed in a long white dress that hugged my curves in all the right places, I walked with slow steps. That way, every eye could see me.
I wanted them to see me.
The slit on the side of my dress revealed just enough of my leg to tease but not enough to cause a scandal.
I paired my outfit with gold heels and just the right amount of make up to make heads turn.
White was meant for the bride, but today, I had chosen it for myself. It was my silent statement—I was not a woman scorned. I was not someone that would be pu
