141. A Princess

Tiffany’s heart fluttered like a trapped butterfly as she descended the stairs, her fingers lightly trailing the smooth banister. She paused at the bottom, taking a deep breath to steady her nerves. As she entered the living room, Tiffany’s eyes darted around, searching for her family’s reactions. Her gaze landed on Lucas, her younger brother, who was frozen in place, his jaw hanging open. “Tiff… you look beautiful! Like a movie star,” Lucas exclaimed, his voice filled with genuine awe. Tiffany felt a rush of affection for her little brother. “Thanks, Luke,” she said, ruffling his hair playfully. Lucas ducked away from her hand, his eyes still wide with admiration. “Lucas is correct. This dress is perfect for you,” Riley said. A warm blush crept up Tiffany’s cheeks. “You’re sweet,” she murmured, smoothing down the front of her dress self-consciously. Is it too much? she wondered, suddenly second-guessing her choice. What if Jacob doesn’t like it? The moment was shattered by the sound o