"Let us see the complete costume!" Naomi asked her excitedly.
Deanna stood up and walked a few steps back. She was wearing an empire-cut dress, high-waisted, burgundy, and with gold details. Her hair was pulled up in a period updo and a headpiece that looked like a small tiara.
Six months had passed since she had started working with Sacha Feni and that night was her debut. She was in Rome waiting for the curtain to rise. The Opera House had been chosen to present the world with the new jewel in the lyric crown; it was packed, all seats sold out. Leonard had spared no expense in promoting her and, coupled with Feni's name, expectations were high.
"You look beautiful, Deanna!"
"Thank you, Ethan... I am so nervous!"
Jonathan was in love, his face lit up every time he saw her
