The transformation

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A few moments later, Alan and Elaine arrived at a high-end boutique. the store's décor was lavish. The crystal chandeliers illuminated the pristine marble floors and the splush carpeting, and the delicate sound of classical music played in the background. Elaine felt a pang of anxiety and unease wash over her as she took in the opulence of the surroundings. She felt out of place in her shabby dress. Alan, on the other hand, seemed right at home as the shop assistants came up and surrounded him at once. As Alan led her to the dress section, Elaine gazed in awe at the exquisite gowns on display. "I'm here to accompany the lady." He told the assistants, and guided their attention toward Elaine. Elaine suddenly felt a bit overwhelmed by the enthusiasm she has never received before. The dresses were stunning, each one intricately designed and made of the finest materials. Elaine's eyes widened as she took in the delicate lace, shimmering sequins, and flowing silk. She couldn't imagine ever wearing something so beautiful. "Pick anything you like," Alan said with a smile, and Elaine's cheeks flushed with embarrassment. The thought of trying on these gorgeous dresses made her feel even more self-conscious. Seeing through her embarrassment, Alan gently guided her and decided to help her choose. As Alan flipped through the racks, he pulled out a few dresses and held them up to Elaine, admiring the way the colors complemented her skin tone. "Try this one on," he said, holding one dress out to her. It was a stunning strapless gown made of the finest silk. The dress had a fitted bodice with delicate beading that shimmered in the light, and a flowing skirt that cascaded to the floor in gentle waves. The color was a deep midnight blue that seemed to change shades depending on how the light hit it. "I..." Elaine hesitated on taking the dress. She felt that it's too gorgeous and too expensive for her to even hold it in her hands. "Assistant," Without giving Elaine any time to refuse, Alan called the shop assistant. "Can you please help this lady to try on this dress, give her a make over, and pick some accessories for her to match the dress?" "Yes, sure." The shop assistant smiled and guided Elaine, "This way please, miss." Elaine nods hesitantly, feeling the weight of the expensive garment in her hands as they enter the fitting room. A few moments later. Elaine gazed at her reflection in the mirror as the shop assistant helped her slip into the dress and adjust it to fit her perfectly. She could hardly believe that it was her staring back. Her hair was swept up in an elegant loose wave, and her face was beautifully made up with subtle shades that accentuated her natural beauty. It's hard to believe that a touch of blush to her cheeks and a soft pink lipstick to her lips made her completely different. But it was the dress that took her breath away. The shade of midnight blue perfectly complemented her dark hair and eyes. The bodice was fitted and covered in delicate silk, while the skirt flowed out in layers of tulle and lace. Then, the shop assistant picks out a pair of diamond stud earrings and a matching necklace to complement Elaine's dress. The earrings sparkle in the light and draw attention to Elaine's delicate features, while the necklace adds a touch of elegance and sophistication to the overall look. As Elaine stepped out of the dressing room in the new dress, Alan's breath caught in his throat. He couldn't move his eyes off her. The dress hugged her curves perfectly, accentuating her delicate figure and giving her an elegant silhouette. Her hair cascaded down her shoulders, framing her face in a soft glow. Her lips were painted soft pink, and her eyes sparkled light. Alan couldn't help but stare, transfixed by her beauty. He had to admit that he hadn't expected Elaine to be so beautiful at all before this moment. He opened his mouth, but not knowing what to say. The only thing he knew is that he would probably never forget this scene in his lifetime. "How... How do I look?" Because Alan hadn't said anything, Elaine tensed up and asked anxiously. "You look absolutely breathtaking." Alan finally manages to respond. Elaine felt a blush creep up her cheeks at Alan's praises. For the first time, she had been complimented so frankly, without any sarcasm or mockery. Someone just praised her without any malice. The thought made her nose sore and she felt her tears coming out again. "Don't cry, it'll ruin your make-up." Seeing her expression, Alan took her hand and smiled at her, "I think you will certainly be the most beautiful lady at the dance party now. Everyone will admire your beauty." "Really?"Elaine knew that Alan was comforting her. Still, she couldn't help but started imagining what would happen if she was wearing this dress at last night's dance party. "Of course. If you want to make sure, why not go to the ball again tonight?" "I...no...I think..." Just thinking about that dance party reminded Elaine of how out of place she was and how she had been ruthlessly rejected. She was so afraid that the same thing would happen again. She knew that even in the most gorgeous gowns, she was still just a weak, wolfless, despised omega. "Don't be afraid. I will be your date tonight. No one will look down on you this time, I promise." Alan sighed and hugged her gently. "Besides, don't you want to show your ex how beautiful you are now? I'm sure he will regret it so much." Elaine looked into his affirming eyes and felt a little confidence inside her. And yes, she had to admit, she really wanted to see Joey regret dumping her. "Come on, cheer up. We need to find a pair of nice shoes to match your new dress." Alan took Elaine's arm again and prepared to lead her way. "The dress is already too expensive, I don't think I deserve more. Besides, I don't have any money to pay you back..." Elaine tries to say no again. But it was clearly no use. Alan grinned at her again and said, "I insist."
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