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Vivienne’s POV

The racks stretched out before me like a forest of fabric and color.

I didn't know where to start. There were so many dresses—so many styles, so many shades, so many textures that my fingers itched to touch. Silk. Velvet. Satin. Chiffon. Each one more beautiful than the last, each on...

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