Chapter Fifty-Five: Last Good Day 

Avery’s POV

Oh, my god!

I look at the stunning image in the full-length mirror.

There's no description that'll probably capture the depth of gorgeousness I exude.

It's a knee-high dress, with a white lilac in the middle, wide enough to form a boob cup and the tails spread further, covering my baby bump. The fabric is made of elastic, not so tight, but thick enough to keep me snatched.

It's giving everything it should.

Also in the gift bag, there's a pair of transparent black heels, from channel, and I need not be told it costs a fortune.

Thane has a good taste. For one that's not into women for the longest, he is damn good.

Kissing my gorgeous look to perfection, I take the black purse with color crystals beads on it, glistening in the bright light.

“Pretty.”

I admire my figure over and over again.

The door opens without a prior knock and Thane walks in. He is dressed to match, in a black two-piece suit, a white and red stripes tie, and a white packet shirt.