Elin's POV:

What had once felt like a spacious fitting room suddenly shrank the instant he crossed the threshold. The air thickened, pressing in on me as if the walls themselves were closing.

My body stiffened. "Aaron, not here…"

The zipper on the gown slid up with a crisp, sharp hiss. Aaron released me and studied my reflection in the mirror.

The dress hugged me as though it had been crafted exclusively for my frame. Midnight blue silk ...