“How about this one?”
Diana held up an elegant silver dress against herself, turning slightly toward Willow so she could see the full design.
The gown shimmered softly beneath the boutique lights, the fabric flowing like liquid moonlight. Tiny crystals lined the neckline and sleeves, subtle enough not to overpower the dress but enough to catch the light every time Diana moved.
Willow’s eyes widened instantly.
“Oh my Goddess, yes!” she said dramatically, immediately standing from the velvet chair she had been sitting on. “You will look amazing in that dress. Try it on right now.”
Diana laughed softly at Willow’s enthusiasm.
“You are acting like you are the one attending the ceremony.”
“I am attending the ceremony,” Willow replied without missing a beat. “And I refuse to stand beside
