/Ariana’s POV/
I still couldn’t believe Bethany was standing right in front of me, my brother’s must have seen how down I was, they must have personally invited her.
“I can’t believe you’re standing in front of me right now, How are you?” I stuttered my words, not sure how to personally convey my feelings.
Thankfully, the bruises on her faces were gone, she still looked like she went through a rough couple of days though, but she was better.
She had a caramel wig on, which was well lubricated and styled that you would think it’s her hair, and she was in a long armless dress with a huge parting on the thigh, but the neckline of the peach dress was the most captivating.
She complimented the look with a black cutout heel that matched with her pause, and she had in her left hand, a make
