Isadora
I looked really pretty in the yellow dress he got me, which hugged my body like a second skin. I carefully adjusted the fabric, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness. I really hope he likes it as much as I do. I wanted to make him smile; after all, I had a feeling he was my handsome rogue wolf who made me smile through my pain.
With one last look at the mirror, I stepped out of the house and walked out to meet him standing by the entrance, already dressed up.
Butterflies fluttered in my stomach as I looked at his handsome face, hoping to see his reaction to the dress I was wearing.
As I approached him, I could see his eyes light up with a mixture of surprise and delight. A warm smile spread across his face, and for a moment, I felt a rush of relief and happiness.
"Wow!"
