SERENE’S POV
Today was the day. It's the day I'll see Aiden again. I'm nervous, but I'm ready. I carefully examined myself in the full-length mirror in front of me. I was wearing a red dress.
My heart fluttered nervously beneath the elegant folds of my deep red dress as I stood in front of the mirror, the silk fabric draping gracefully over my slender frame. The dress, a symphony of crimson hues, flowed like molten silk, catching the light with every subtle movement. The off-shoulder design revealed a hint of collarbone, while the flowing skirt cascaded down in gentle waves, pooling at my feet. A delicate silver necklace adorned my neck, its pendant catching the glow of the evening lights, and my chestnut curls were swept up in an intricate updo, revealing the gentle curve of my neck.
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