Rachel wore a pearl-white silk evening gown that elegantly traced her curves. It had a sleeveless V-neck and a floor-length skirt. Her makeup flawlessly accentuated her natural beauty. Initially, she wore a pure white, low-cut evening gown, but Kingsly had wrinkled it at home.
Walking arm-in-arm with Kingsly into the venue, Rachel felt tense, her body rigid with nerves. She noticed the whispers and curious glances from the many guests in the grand hall. Despite the almost bare exposure of her back, she matched Kingsly's confident stride, maintaining a brave smile in the face of the prying eyes.