Isabelle twirled gracefully in front of Rayleigh, a hopeful expression on her face. "Is this one good?" she asked, her voice tinged with anticipation.
Rayleigh's gaze was transfixed, her eyes shining with a dreamy adoration as she took in the sight of her beloved. "Yes, it's perfect!" she exclaimed, a warm smile spreading across her features.
Isabelle had been carefully selecting her outfits for their upcoming trip to Madrid, where they would visit the Castillo family—some of whom they had already met in New York. After Isla and Chantana's departure for London the next day, Isabelle and Rayleigh would be leaving Venice to go to Madrid and spend their remaining days there before going back to New York.
"Baby, be serious!" Isabelle chided playfully, a hint of exasperation in her tone.
