“Say what you want, but that gown was designed for you, Adriana. Everything about it is you—the color, the way it looks like your Seven Sins costume.” A bolt of ice flew through my veins, ruining the moment. “Coincidence, I’m sure.” Ryleigh’s gaze ran up and down the dress. “Actually, not the Seven Sins costume. He made you look like a blade. Beautiful, but lethal. People will certainly be talking.”
