Raisel's POV
I adjusted my cocktail-blue outfit, staring at my reflection in the mirror. The makeup did its job, masking the dark circles, but it couldn't hide the exhaustion in my eyes.
"You look beautiful," Gwen said with a warm smile. She was a vision herself, dressed in a sleek suit with a satin red blouse, black trousers, and matching heels.
I forced a small smile. "Will Soren make it on time?"
"He will. Rest assured," she replied confidently as we stepped out of her house.
As she slid into the driver’s seat, I settled into the passenger side, gripping my dress.
"Aren’t you nervous?" she asked, glancing at me.
"Nerve-wracking," I admitted in a whisper. "I just hope everything goes smoothly."
"It will. Our hard work will pay off."
I nodded, grateful for her words, but deep dow
