ISABELLA’S POV
I stood in front of the full body mirror, my reflection staring back at me in the dim light of the room. Today was the Annual Ball, and I was preparing myself for it later. I was currently wearing an elegant, deep emerald gown that was nothing short of luxurious. It clung to my curves in all the right places, like a second skin, accentuating my figure with a subtle, sophisticated look.
The fabric shimmered softly under the light, the color contrasting beautifully with my golden hair, which fell in natural waves down my back. The dress had a sweetheart neckline and leaves more than half of my back bare. It was backless and had a slit that goes up on my upper right leg. Though I slightly felt uneasy with showing too much skin, the gown made me feel powerful and confident.
