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A Dinner Rehearsal
Illyana's POV I stood in front of the mirror, admiring the way the short, red sundress hugged my curves. The dress was simple yet elegant, with a sweetheart neckline and a flared skirt that fell just above my knees. I paired it with a pair of strappy sandals and a delicate gold necklace, my dark hair falling in soft waves around my shoulders. I took a deep breath, trying to calm the butterflies in my stomach. As I heard a knock at my door, I felt a flutter of excitement in my stomach. I opened the door to find Alessandro standing there, looking devastatingly handsome in a tailored black suit. His eyes widened as he took me in, a slow smile spreading across his face. "Illyana, you look stunning," he said, his voice low and appreciative. "That dress is perfect on you." I felt a blush cr
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