A Delicate Truce

Alessia's POV

I stood in front of the three-way mirror, studying my reflection as the designer's assistant adjusted the pins in my hair. The boutique was elegant, with cream walls. The kind of place that screamed old money and exclusivity.

My body buzzed with nerves.

Not just about dress shopping. About what had to happen first.

Through the mirror, I could see Kiara sitting on one of the velve