Hailey's POV
The dress was basically a weapon disguised as fashion.
I stood in front of the floor-length mirror, staring at the girl I barely recognized. It clung and flowed in the right places. The neckline gave class without revealing too much. My hair was pinned up in some insane updo, diamond clips flashing like tiny spotlights every time I moved. My makeup looked clean and expensive.
I looked like a woman in love.
I looked like a liar.
"It's time, Ms. Ramsey." Maxwell's assistant appeared in the doorway. "The guests are seated."
Three hundred guests. Celebrities. Business moguls. Every major player in our world, all gathered to witness the spectacle of the year.
Billionaire heiress marries her late father's protege in whirlwind romance.
The headlines had been writing thems
