Savannah’s POV
I took one last look at the mirror as I marveled at my dress. It was a black dress that was simple and yet, absolutely stunning. It was an off shoulder dress that was fitted at my waist and then flowed down to the floor with a slit at the side.
I let my hair down in waves, wild and untamed, letting it settle at the middle of my back. I applied just a touch of light makeup, to complete my look but keep it natural at the same time. I was out of my element here, playing dress-up, but even I knew I looked absolutely stunning.
Satisfied, I took a deep breath, grabbed my purse and headed out of my room.
Walking down the stairs, I saw that Julian was waiting at the bottom. He was dressed in a sleek, black tuxedo that hugged his broad shoulders perfectly. His dark and messy hair
