A soft knock came a few minutes after Aaron left the room.
I looked up from where I was sitting.
“Come in,” I said quietly, my voice still a little unsteady.
The door opened gently, and a well-dressed woman stepped inside holding a long garment bag.
She offered a polite smile.
“Mr. Briggs sent this for you,” she said, carefully placing the bag on the chair near the mirror before slipping out as quietly as she had entered.
I stared at the bag for a long moment, curiosity and nervousness mixing in my chest.
Finally, I walked over and slowly unzipped it.
My breath caught the second I saw the dress.
It was stunning. A deep, rich emerald silk that shimmered softly under the light. The fabric looked incredibly smooth and luxurious, the cut elegant yet daring.
It didn’t just look expe
