Chapter 883 Preparations
- earing what I think is my most conservative dress – black, floor length with a little bit of a train behind me, with long sleeves and a crew neck that cuts across my collar bones, showing nothing beneath.
- “Well, you look beautiful, Ella,” Sinclair bites out, glaring at me a little like it’s an accusation.
- I blink at him for a moment, my eyebrows raising. “Is that a problem, Dominic?”