REBORN My Second Life I Became The Villianess (Nyxara) novel Chapter 100

We sat down in the chairs, and I went back to trying on dresses. Dress after dress got rejected because nothing caught my eye. Until I pulled on one specific gown and stepped out of the fitting room. The whole room went silent.

It was a breathtaking white ballgown made of layers of delicate silk organza and subtle glitter tulle that caught the light with every move. The bodice was fitted with sheer corsetry and covered in intricate floral embroidery threaded with tiny silver crystals that sparkled softly. A dramatic sweetheart neckline framed my collarbones, and a cascading, chapel-length train pooled out behind me on the floor, paired with a long, sheer veil edged in matching lace. It made me look straight out of a royal fairytale.

Elena covered her mouth with her hand the second she saw me standing there, her eyes going wide. Grandmother actually wiped a quick tear from her corner of her eye, while Ella and Bianca just stared at me with huge grins.

I looked down at myself, "I think this is it." I whispered to myself. I turned around slowly, looking at myself in the big three-way mirror. I took a good look at my reflection, my violet eyes standing out sharp against my dark black hair, making the whole look feel almost ethereal.

I turned back around to face them. "This is the one." I said. The bridal assistant smiled brightly, clasping her hands together. "You chose a truly lovely dress. This one costs one million." The assistant said and my jaw dropped, my mouth falling open at the price tag.

Before I could even blink, Elena jumped up out of her chair. "Money is no problem. My son is getting married, beside we're spending more than that just on the food for the reception." Elena said. I tried to protest, opening my mouth to argue, but they ignored me, telling the staff to box up the dress and add it to the account.

After changing back into my normal clothes and getting the dress squared away, we went out for lunch at a quiet spot nearby. While we were eating, a few other wealthy women from the same social circle came over to our table to greet Elena and chat about the upcoming wedding. Elena kept it short, smiling politely and saying, "We're busy planning," before turning back to us.

When lunch was over, we piled back into the cars and headed straight back to the Valteri estate to get ready for the family dinner tomorrow night. We walked through the doors and into the house, and I saw that my dad and uncle Pascal had already arrived. I walked straight over to them, giving both of them a warm hug before heading upstairs to my room to relax for a bit after a long day of shopping.

Later that night at dinner, I brought up the plan for tomorrow.

"We'll make sure everyone is already seated for dinner, especially Nysa, before Dad walks in," I told them.

Grandfather chuckled from the end of the table. "Ruthless. You're leaving it up to her to see if she'll recognize him." he said and I nodded, keeping a straight face.

"Yes. Mom, you'll introduce Dad as Dario's godfather and let Nysa decide what she wants to do. I already warned her not to create a scene, so it's going to be a real test for her. If she recognizes him, I can't wait to see how she reacts." I said with a smile.

Ella laughed, popping a bite of food into her mouth. "I can't wait to see if she'll run or if she'll just stay and completely lose her mind."

After dinner, Dario and I took a walk. He wrapped his arms around me, and we walked silently together through the garden. The cool night air felt good against my skin. After a few minutes of quiet steps, he looked down at me and asked if I needed any help with the final preparations or anything else on my plate.

I shook my head, keeping my voice light. "No, I've got everything handled."

He slowed his pace, asking me another question. "How do you feel now that the wedding is getting closer?" he asked.

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