Daphne's POV
Taking a good look at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but exhale at how beautiful I looked. The blue gown with pearls rimming its edges clung to my curves, its soft texture glittered against my skin and the silver clutch was just right.
I looked perfect to myself, but I didn't know what Lorenzo was going to think, I wasn't supposed to be that concerned, but I just couldn't help it. He had decided on the gown himself and I hope he would like it.
Spinning around on my heels, I walked out of the room, down the stairs where he stood at the edge pacing up and down with a phone against his ears.
Immediately my feet connected on the stairs, he flicked his head around, his eyes fixated at me, not paying attention to the call he was on anymore.
“ How do I look?” I bit o
