Three days had passed since Eve last saw her stepmother and stepsister. Their dresses were finalized by then. Naturally, Eve included the tiara gifted by her stepmother, ensuring it matched Verina's dress perfectly.
Eve received another invitation from Etessa and Verina but declined, believing it unnecessary. Engaging in insincere conversation wasn't her forte. Wasn't this why she had always been direct and bold in her past life?
Sighing, Eve stood before a full-length mirror, clad in her wedding gown. This magnificent garment, crafted from deep crimson silk and exquisite lace, was breathtaking. It flowed regally around her, enveloping her in a shimmering pool of rich fabric under the room's soft lighting.