#C15: The FInal Touch

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"Step into the light, and let the world see the fire you've always carried within "

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"Step into the light, and let the world see the fire you've always carried within "

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I stand in front of the full-length mirror, carefully adjusting the emerald dress one last time

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I stand in front of the full-length mirror, carefully adjusting the emerald dress one last time. The soft fabric catches the light, and for a moment, I feel like I'm stepping into someone else's life. Someone who knows exactly where she's headed, and exactly what she wants.

But beneath the polished exterior, my mind is still buzzing. The invitation. The event. The city's brightest lights and the whispers of expectations hanging heavy in the air. Despite the fact that I'm wearing my own design, something about this night feels like the beginning of something new. And, just maybe, something unexpected.

I take a deep breath, trying to calm the flutter of nerves that have been building all day. The studio, my sanctuary, feels so far away now, with its bustling energy and the quiet comfort of my creative space. Tonight, I'm stepping into a world of luxury, elegance, and unfamiliar faces. But it's also a world I've worked so hard to reach.

The soft clink of jewelry catches my attention as I gently pick up a set of delicate silver earrings. They are simple, but the way they catch the light is exactly what I need. With a quick glance at the clock, I know it's time.

My hair is styled just so—sleek waves falling softly around my shoulders—and my makeup is subtle but striking. I glance at my reflection, hoping I look as confident as I feel underneath all the surface-level glam.

I take a final moment to gather myself before grabbing my clutch. The door of my apartment opens with a quiet click, and Bella steps inside, her eyes lighting up as she takes in my look.

"You look incredible, Liv," she says, her voice full of admiration. "Is it finally time?"

I smile, the tension in my shoulders easing just a bit. "It's time," I say, my voice steady despite the flurry of thoughts in my head.

Bella's eyes flicker with something mischievous. "I can't wait to hear about it all—especially who catches your eye at the event. But remember, you've got to focus on yourself tonight."

I chuckle softly. "I will."

And then, just like that, we're out the door and into the night. The car ride feels like it takes forever, my mind racing with all that's to come. But as we approach the venue, I can't help but feel that this moment—this night—is a culmination of everything I've worked for.

This is my chance to be seen, to make my mark. And I will take it.

With one last look at the reflection in the window of the car, I smile to myself. Tonight, I will shine.

The event is just beginning.











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