Aria's POV
The full-length mirror in my bedroom reflected someone I almost didn't recognize.
The red backless dress hugged my body like it had been sewn onto me, fitted through the bodice, flowing into a soft, floor-length skirt with a thigh-high slit that parted with every step.
The open back dipped low, exposing the elegant line of my spine, crossed only by two thin straps that tied in a delicate knot at the nape of my neck. The color was bold, fiery, a deep crimson that made my skin glow and my eyes look darker, more intense.
I'd styled my hair in a sleek high bun, leaving a few soft tendrils loose to frame my face. Makeup was minimal, nude shadow, long lashes, a flawless base, but the red lipstick was the statement, matte, rich, unapologetic.
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