Chapter Thirty-Three: The First Of Many
Phera POV:
As the evening approached, the sky took on a softer hue, the colors of the sunset blending effortlessly into one another as if painted by a masterful hand. In my house, a different kind of magic was at work. I stood in my bedroom, the door slightly ajar to allow Betty and Reese to go in and out as they gathered my makeup and accessories. The atmosphere was buzzing, almost electric, filled with anticipation and tinged with nerves.
I stared at the dress I had chosen—a deep wine-red, floor-length gown with a thigh-high slit that added a dash of daring. It was bold and yet elegant, a perfect blend of who I was and the woman I was slowly becoming. The fabric felt luxurious to the touch, yet light enough to move freely in, like a second ski
