Chapter 42. It's Perfect on You

William's POV

I stared at the Amelia who was in front of me and my jaw dropped.

She is dressed in a white shirt and nude colored skirt that reaches just above her knee. The skirt is just so firm around her body that it brings out her not so tiny waist. The shirt is a little loose on her body but nonetheless, it still looked so stunning on her.

Her hair has been tied into a ponytail and she left just a few strand to shape out the right side of her face. The strands curled at the end and held the right side of her jaw in it.

Also, her face-- is that makeup I see? My eyes went wide and I saw Amelia gulp.

"What's wrong? Is the makeup too much? Is it the lipstick?", she asked and I just continued staring at her, like a dumb person.

"Gosh! I knew it. I told Mirabel I didn't want any makeup. Now-", she talked quickly with a frown, not even looking up at me and I quickly spoke up.

"No!", I said suddenly and even I am surprised at the tone and loudne