Sybil went to push open the curtain, she fished out the silver dress that the mannequin was wearing behind the curtain and brought it over. She murmured, "I think this will suit you much better. You have the figure to pull this off."
Ariana glanced at the dress and only had one word to describe it. Extravagant. There was no other way to describe the gown which Sybil was holding on to besides that.
The fabric itself was a beauty as it shimmered under the golden light. With transparent gems like diamonds embroidered in the finest yet the most delicate embroidery Ariana had seen in her life, the dress was beyond beautiful.
And Ariana doubted that she was worthy of wearing that dress.
Because she was nowhere as beautiful as that dress.
No, she was ugly and dirty, Ariana feared wearing something so excruciatingly beautiful because she feared letting the creator and the creation down.
Because you are ugly.
