Valerie’s POV
Austin has told me only half of the story. He hasn’t only bought me a beautiful evening gown but also has arranged a make-up artist, for a special make-over. He has invited Marco. I can hardly believe it. And this time Austin has made it clear in front of him what our relationship is.
“You are truly beautiful, Valerie,” Marco compliments me.
“Thank you,” I show him a soft gesture.
Once he is done, I stand up and look at myself in the mirror. I stand there blankly for at least a minute or so. I can hardly recognize the beauty in the yellow gown in the mirror. Marco has changed my appearance. My hair is tied up into a side bun. Soft curls are touching my face delicately. Suddenly I see Austin in the mirror. He is wearing tuxedos. The attire really suits his masculine physi
