Ariel POV
My face was flushed as I stood in front of the mirror reminiscing about our hot make out session in the bathroom.
"Luna," someone called snapping me out of my sinful thoughts, it was Mirabelle carefully carrying the black box and placing it on the bed.
"May I help you with your hair?" she asked politely.
"Of course," I nodded handing her the hair dryer. In a few minutes, she was done drying and combing my hair and now applying some makeup on my face.
As soon as she was done, she carefully opened the box to reveal a long black flowing dress with a sweetheart neckline adorned with intricate silver designs along with matching silver jewelry.
I slowly slide into my dress and Mirabelle helped me with the zipper and placed the silver jewelry on my neck. I gave myself one last loo
