I’m waiting for Mr. Crawford at the venue for the dinner ball. I’m wearing a beautiful nude gradient tulle dress embellished with flowery silky appliques and a sweeping V-neck, bearing a high slit cumulating to the side. Even though Vivienne picked it out, it's still something I’d have chosen. I didn't have time to spare during the week to go shopping for the dress, and Mr. Crawford only needed her approval for me to wear it.
It isn’t long before Mr. Crawford arrives. I’m waiting for him at front of the ballroom. He walks into the corridor where the ballroom is, and like always, he looks dashing. He’s wearing a black tuxedo, and with every step he takes, I become more enchanted. When he stops in front of me, I’m blown away by how gorgeous he looks.
“Come with me,” he says through gritte
