Daniella pov

My jaw dropped as I stared at her. It was Eliza. Standing before me, she exuded an air of sophistication and poise that left me breathless. Her transformation was astonishing – she looked stunning, with her hair styled to perfection, makeup flawlessly applied, and eyes sparkling with a newfound confidence.

I felt rooted to the spot, unable to move or speak as my gaze devoured every detail of her appearance. She was a far cry from the girl I had known before. Her ...