Chapter 58
- Sibel’s POV
- The next day, Dylan and I drove to the custom dress shop. I desperately needed a break from all the chaos, and honestly, I had been waiting for this moment. A custom dress fitting was exactly what I needed to clear my head. As we stepped inside, the delicate scent of expensive fabric and designer perfumes filled the air.
- "Are you ready?" Dylan asked, his usual calm demeanor showing a hint of excitement.