Descending in a dress like this would be like something out of any girl’s fantasies. Except in the fantasy, the handsome hero was waiting at the bottom. I shoved the thought away and was determined to enjoy the moment, even if I was alone. I reached the top of the stairs and began to descend. I was halfway down when I spotted Alaric. He stood at the base of the stairs, so handsome that he almost didn’t look real. He was dressed for the ball in a glorious tuxedo, and his gaze was riveted to me. “Alaric?” I asked, as if I didn’t believe my eyes. I almost didn’t. Because he didn’t look mad at me,
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