CELIA
Rylan organized a small party to celebrate Yuri's birthday. He was planning on proposing to her tonight.
Standing before the mirror, I was struggling with the zipper on my back. The long black dress always made it difficult.
Suddenly, his warm hands touched my skin and our eyes met in the mirror. The look in his eyes appeared as if he was admiring me.
He slowly pulled up the zipper, refusing to break contact with my eyes.
“Black suits you!” His voice whispered, deep and calm.
My lips stayed silent.
The moment he removed his hands from my back, I turned around and glared into his eyes.
“Why can't you stay away from me?” Rage showered through my words.
He gently grabbed my palm and pulled out a small ring from the pocket of his pants.
“What are you doing?” My voice panicked.
