Time seemed to stop when the door opened and a tall woman was escorted by a group of people into the vast hall. Whispers boomed in the hall. Dazzling flickers snapped at her. Her each step was poised with confidence, her eyes had a touch of arrogance. There was this fine line between attitude and arrogance but she contrived it in her style. While her dress swooped everyone off their feet, her impeccable beauty took their breaths away.
Caparisoned in an empire style A-line burgundy dress, a waistband of the same color that complimented the dress was clamped right below her bosom, accentuating her slim waist. Like the winiest wine, her dress rivaled the man in a significant white shirt standing on the podium. His eyes never left the dazzling woman shining in glory from the moment she entered the hall.
"Isn't it the model Leena? But why is she here?" A reporter whispered awed by her impeccable beauty.
