Chapter 81

Silk, cotton, wool, or velvet? Red, yellow, green, or purple? What color and fabric would be perfect for Elvira's first official date with Wivior? The color wasn't the only problem. What about the neckline? Should it be deep, medium, or high?

Elvira stared at her reflection in a long-standing mirror, holding a red silk dress over her body. She only had a corset and a pair of bloomers on.

Her first date with Wivior had to be perfect. It would all go in vain if her beauty didn't take his breath away at first glance.

Elvira's amber eyes looked back at her in defeat. How would it be possible when she couldn't even land on a color, let alone what type of dress she wanted?

Behind her, around thirty dresses of all colors and styles were hanging on mannequins. Wivior was the sweetest to arrange an entire collection for her to choose from. He was also getting dressed in another room.