"Never thought you'd be invited to this party too, Arthur!"
Suddenly, a voice rang out behind Arthur and Ashley, freezing them in their tracks. Confusion clouded Arthur's eyes as he turned around.
But when he saw who had called his name, his expression shifted from bewilderment to shock; the wine glass he was about to sip seemed to freeze in mid-air.
Standing before him was a vision draped in a gown of midnight silk that hugged her curves like shadows come to life.
The daring V-shaped back of her dress revealed smooth, snow-white skin dusted with a subtle shimmer.
Her black hair cascaded over one shoulder in loose waves, adorned with a cerulean hairpin that sparkled like a distant star.
High cheekbones framed her face,one that could launch wars,with violet eyes gleaming with intelligence and mischief.
Arthur quickly regained his composure, clearing his throat as he managed a smile. "Ophelia! What are you doing here?!"
