━━❝ I DON'T WANT TO LOSE YOU AGAIN. ❞
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✦ 𝑨𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕: Crystal was adopted by the
| infamous Choi. But before that, she
| had a childhood friend who she picked
| dandelions...
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CHAPTER EIGHT Ties That Bind | 묶는 넥타이
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"Wear this." Crystal's voice held a playful lilt as she extended a breathtaking dress, her eyes glimmering with excitement. The dress itself was a masterpiece—deep, rich fabric that caught the light, adorned with delicate embellishments that seemed to shimmer like stardust. The color was bold, striking in a way that matched the energy of the night ahead. Crystal's gaze flicked from the dress back to (your name), a mischievous smile tugging at the corners of her mouth as she waited for a reaction.
"My makeup!" (Your name) protested, feigning a tone of annoyance, though the sparkle in her own eyes betrayed her true feelings. There was a hint of anticipation there, her gaze lingering on the dress as she imagined what it would feel like to step into it, to let it transform her.
Crystal laughed softly, the warmth in her eyes adding to her teasing. "Hun, your makeup is already gorgeous," she assured, her voice genuine. "But this dress—this dress is going to be the star tonight." With an easy confidence, she added, "I'll get some professional makeup artists and hairdressers here in no time. You'll look unforgettable."
The assurance in Crystal's tone softened (your name)'s nerves, easing the faint flutter of doubt in her chest. She rolled her eyes playfully, crossing her arms. "You know, you should be grateful our manager's okay with letting me take the night off for this," she said, trying to maintain a serious expression. But the small grin that tugged at her lips gave her away.
Crystal's grin widened as she leaned back, rolling her eyes with a dramatic flourish. "Who isn't over the top these days?" she replied, a sparkle of amusement in her gaze. "It's the season for spectacle, and you're the main event tonight."
The excitement flickered into something more vulnerable as (your name) met Crystal's gaze, her voice quieting as she asked, "You think I'm pretty?" She hadn't expected to ask it, and her words held a note of sincerity that surprised her.
"Of course," Crystal replied, her playful demeanor softening as her voice lowered with warmth. Her gaze held steady, sincere as she looked at (your name) with a kindness that was both comforting and affirming. "You're beautiful. You're going to be unforgettable tonight."
The weight of the upcoming event started to settle in, and (your name) sighed, running a hand through her hair. "But the ball is coming up..." She groaned, the anxiety over the evening's expectations pressing down on her. "Promise you'll come with me to the entrance, okay?"
"Of course," Crystal nodded. But as (your name) turned to gather the final essentials for the night, her brow furrowed. "But where's the—" She rummaged through the nearby drawers and shelves, her confusion growing until she spotted Crystal, a sly grin on her face, holding her knife casually in her hand.
