Fiona - POV
I wore a black sequined dress with a V-neckline, long sleeves, and intricate sequin patterns. The fitted bodice elegantly flared into a full-length trumpet skirt, complete with a slit and a sweeping train at the back. My hair was braided in a sleek style down my back.
Emma, meanwhile, dazzled in a striking red gown with spaghetti straps that crisscrossed her open back. The dress featured a V-neckline and a sheath-style skirt that gracefully ended with a sweep train.
As we walked down the hallway, the women of the southern packhouse turned to stare at us with wide-eyed admiration. Veronica’s mother beamed as she caught sight of her daughter.
Under the glow of a beautiful full moon in the pitch-black night sky, Veronica and I began the ascent to the Moon Goddess Temple.
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