"Miss Alice, what are you...?"
Ryan stared at the girl in front of him, who looked completely different from her usual self. His mouth felt a little dry.
She was wearing a blue evening gown, the hem lined with gold, and the rest of the dress a deep, solid blue. It gave off a mysterious yet captivating vibe.
Have you ever seen a mandrake flower? Dangerous, yet beautiful. That was exactly the feeling Alice was giving Ryan right now.
She stood on the staircase, holding her dress slightly with both hands, just enough to reveal her pale ankles.
Her shoes were also a deep blue, high heels that left the tops of her feet exposed. Ryan's gaze caught them, and they shyly recoiled, almost like a sensitive plant folding in on itself.
Ryan was momentarily stunned. Alice had always dressed in a more androgynous style around him, which suited her cold, untouchable aura perfectly.