Chapter 12

When Enola woke again, it was already 3:00 am. Still groggy as she was pulled up to get her makeup done, she vaguely recalled how Parker had ordered a new wedding dress for her after the original one was taken. The large, layered skirt and off-the-shoulder design highlighted both her innocence and allure. She sat quietly with eyes half-closed, allowing the makeup artist to work freely. Amid her sleepy haze, she faintly heard the makeup artist complimenting her skin. "Ms. Crawford, your skin is amazing. You're incredibly beautiful even without makeup." Enola smiled softly at the praise. Her makeup was soon finished while she was surrounded by lively chatter. "All done," the makeup artist finally said. As Enola opened her eyes, she saw Parker reflected in the mirror, quietly waiting behind her. He waved a hand, signaling the others to pack up and leave. Soon, only the two of them remained in the makeup room. His gaze lingered intently on her, and the straightforward affection in