The lights were dazzling inside the most exclusive hotel in Jadeport City.
Aurora sat quietly in front of the vanity mirror, dressed in a meticulously custom-made couture gown.
The stylist working on her makeup moved with practiced ease, unable to hold back a genuine compliment. "Ms. Shaw, you are truly beautiful. With just a little makeup, you look absolutely breathtaking. Mr. Powell is going to absolutely adore you."
Aurora didn't respond. She simply stared at her own reflection, lost in thought.
The woman in the mirror had flawless makeup and delicate features—a version of herself so polished it felt almost unfamiliar.
It suddenly struck her. Over all these years with Zayne, she could hardly remember dressing up like this.
She was always working around his schedule, always matchin
