Roseanne pov

I followed Aryan into the closet and after trying only different clothes, he finally got satisfied with a blue color dress, its length was up to my toe and it was a backless gown that complemented my skin, I put on silver shoes and a purse.

Aryan helped me pack my hair backward and adored it with a lot of hairpins, and a simple, yet expensive necklace

“I look gorgeous,” I said as I gazed at my reflection in the mirror. Aryan picked up a red lipstick and helped me rub it on my lips. He seemed like a pro.

“Have you done this for other girls before?...