Chapter 272 Whispers at the Sartre Gala
- Ariana's POV:
- I was never great at styling my hair, so I just let it fall naturally. It didn't look too bad, all things considered.
- Stefan walked up to me, his gaze dropping to my chest as he frowned slightly. "I didn't think you had enough to fill that dress, but looks like I was wrong. A little... revealing, though."