Chapter 121. A Risk

Aria's POV

I stood before the dressing mirror, staring at my reflection in silence.

The woman gazing back at me looked nothing like the broken girl who had arrived months ago.

I had been given the finest dress my eyes had ever seen. The luxurious fabric flowed around my body like liquid light, hugging my curves before cascading elegantly to the floor.

The beauticians had spent hours transforming me, curling and arranging my golden hair until it framed my face like a crown.

Every detail had been perfected.

Anyone looking at me would see a pampered woman preparing for a romantic date.

How hilarious.

At first, I had intended to continue pretending I had lost my memory, to make the reveal more