Hannah’s POV
The Dress
I didn’t realize how tight I was holding the dress until my fingers started to ache.
The fabric felt too soft.
Too expensive.
Too beautiful.
Like it didn’t belong in my hands.
Like I didn’t belong holding it.
“Try it.”
Kael’s voice broke through my thoughts.
Calm.
Firm.
Not demanding.
Just… certain.
I looked up at him.
“You really expect me to wear this?” I asked quietly.
Riven sighed from where he leaned against the wall.
“Yes,” he said bluntly.
“That’s the whole point of giving it to you.”
Lucien didn’t speak.
But his eyes stayed on me.
Watching.
Studying.
Like he wanted to see what I would do next.
I swallowed slowly.
“I don’t even know how to wear something like this.”
Kael’s lips pressed slightly together.
Then he turned toward the doo
