Chapter 66 Try-hard

• Hannah
• I stood in the bathroom, staring at my reflection in the mirror as Viona fussed with my hair. My fingers fidgeted nervously with the satin fabric of the simple silver gown that Noah had sent over earlier.
• The straps were encrusted with delicate pearls, and it had a sweetheart neckline that accentuated my breasts in a way that I doubt he expected—if he was even the one who had picked out the gown and not his assistant.