"You?!"
Arthur's surprise was evident when he caught sight of the woman in the exquisite white dress.
Her long white hair cascaded down to her waist in a flowing wave, and her figure was flawlessly proportioned from head to toe.
A blinding light obscured the woman's face, preventing Arthur from recognizing her.
Despite this, she greeted him with a familiar tone.
"We meet again, my dear Arthur~," she said.
Her voice was melodic and seductive.
Arthur's heart raced as he searched for any clue to her identity, but the light was too intense.
He could only make out her exquisite white dress and the long, flowing strands of her white hair that cascaded down her back like a waterfall of silk.
"Or perhaps more accurately, Zayn Welston~"
The woman's giggles sent shivers down Arthur's spine, and he struggled to keep his composure.
Soon, he regained his senses, but a look of astonishment remained on his face.