Elizabeth's POV
I couldn't believe my luck and I couldn't believe how special I was feeling at this time. I felt like Cinderella in this dress. It was beautiful and it made me feel beautiful. There was even some makeup and hair styling tools for me to use. While it had been a while since I had done my own hair and makeup like this I had found it came back quite easily. I hoped I looked as beautiful as I felt. I wanted nothing more than to have him look at me with the lust and need that I saw in his eyes the last time we were together. I wanted him to tell me how beautiful I was and make me feel like I'm the only woman in the world to him. I steeled myself to open the bathroom door and walk out to face the man that I adored. Would he think I was beautiful? Would I be a disappointme
