Aria's pov

　　I knew people loved what they saw. The way I carried myself and my dress. I could see the admiration in their eyes.

　　It looked like Isabella couldn't endure it because she came matching when I excused myself to the balcony.

　　I needed to take a breather since it was becoming stuffy there. I felt her suffocating presence before she even spoke.

　　"I bet you feel important right now," her stuffy voice reached my ears.

　　I ...