33 | The Party

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Ellie's POV:

After I got home from brunch with Beverly, which to be honest was a total nightmare.

And I think after almost an hour of convincing her I wasn't in love with Nikolai, I think she may just believe me a tad.

Which was a win to me.

But as soon as I got back from eating, I immediately started getting ready for the party.

The party was supposed to be pretty fancy and luckily for me, I brought one of the dresses that I had made.

And when I tell you it was one of my best works I mean

I absolutely loved the way it hugged my body. And my hips.

And as I stared myself down in the mirror with the finished look, I almost  wanted to cry.

Normally, I don't praise myself this much. But, their was no denying that I did look like a show stopper.

My hair was down and wavy, as my makeup was minimal but at the same it was visible.

I paired it with a pair of gold heels that wrapped around my calves.

My toes and nails were painted and done fresh to match the blood red we were going for.

And of course, my signature red glossy lip.

And before I knew it, the knock at my hotel door let me know that it was time to go.

I immediately gave myself one more glance in the mirror before walking out of my room and to the door I went.

My heels clicked on the floor, as the small red train behind me followed.

I stopped when I reached the white door, as I took a deep breath in and breathed out.

I couldn't wait to see him.

I had missed him even if it had only been a day.

And after the overwhelming day I have had. I really wanted to be held in his arms.

My right hand took a hold of the handle, as I slowly pushed it down before stepping back and opening it, revealing Nik with a black and white suit.

His eyes were looking at the ground as he held a rose in his hand, almost making my heart flutter.

My stomach turned to knots as I saw him standing before me.

He was stunning. Beautiful. Any word that means something good is him.

But as soon as the door flew open, his eyes looked up as his eyebrows followed.

His head began to slow down as his eyes searched my body.

And mine his.

A smile came upon my lips as I saw him shake his head, and his own smile formed.

"God damn it El."

I chuckled. "Do you like it? I made it."

His eyes widened. "You made this dress?"

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