After a while, the boutique's manager returned with his staff members looking exhausted as they hauled four racks, one full of dresses, the other full of suits, the third full of shoes, and the last full of accessories.

"Our apologies for keeping you waiting, young master, young miss!" he said, catching his breath.

As the staff were taking the racks inside the room, Lev said, "I'd like for you to call for stylists from the nearest salon to help us prepare for the premiere. You can use my identification plaque to speed things up."

"There's no need for that young master, for we have already contacted Salon Lapana and informed them of the situation, they are sending their stylists as we speak," said one of the staff members.

Lev smirked, satisfied by the staff's work.

"Excellent job as usual Amelia."

Amelia? It seems like he knows her a little better than the other staff members seeing as how he's on a first-name basis with her. Well, it is pretty easy to remember competent employees.

Amelia's face lit up and she lowered her head.

"T-Thank you for your kind words, young master."

Was she blushing?

Lev seemed to be nonchalant about this but Amelia's expression seemed a little bit more than an employee being happy at her boss' compliment.

Hmm...

Then the manager proceeded to present the outfits they've picked out.

"The musical you will be attending is an adaptation of the poem 'Florian and Laurel,' a classic love story," he explained,"We have chosen five outfits each that are not only fashionable but fit well into the story and theme of the musical."

I listened to his presentation half attentively. It wasn't because I wasn't interested in the clothes or I didn't like the outfits they've chosen, I just found it funny that I was once again choosing something to wear for an event that I would be attending with Lev for the second time today.

The first three gowns and suits were all beautiful, practical, and well designed. They weren't anything lavish but they weren't plain either. They were simply just right.

I don't mind wearing any of them actually.

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"The next outfits are quite similar in design and color. The suit is a regal ensemble of green and purple, designed with golden chains and a valenite brooch. The dress is a beautiful shade of purple with green accents, featuring a fitted bodice and flowing sleeves," he explained while showcasing the clothes.

"Are these two a set like the second outfits?" I asked.

"I can see why you would ask that, young miss," the manager replied, "But to answer your question, no, they aren't. These two outfits are part of two different collections, but we brought them because they look similar to each other and fit the theme of the musical. Now for the fifth outfit—"

Then, Lev cutted in mid sentence.

"I think we should go with the fourth outfits."

"Are you sure, young master? Perhaps you would like the fifth outfits we've prepared," the manager said.

Turning to me Lev asked, "What do you think of the fourth outfits?"

"They're beautiful, and I like them," I replied, "But may I ask, why the fourth outfits? The suit looks similar to the first suit and the dress is similar to the second dress. So why this pair specifically?"

"It's because that pair of clothes reminds me of the two of us."

His answer confused me.

"What do you mean by that?"

"In a way, we're like the fourth pair. Two outfits that come from two different collections in the same store were chosen because they're similar to each other," Lev explained, "Like that pair of clothes, we are two people that came from two different cliques in the same social circle who somehow ended up together."

Hearing his explanation, I looked to the fourth outfits again and couldn't help but stare at them, seeing the clothes in a new light.

Lev was right. We're like the fourth outfits.

I turned to him and saw him looking at me.

"The fourth pair is fitting for the two of us, wouldn't you agree, Yvette?"

♡

After that Lev and I quickly changed into the clothes we picked out. While we were doing so, the stylists arrived and given the time crunch we were in they immediately went to work as soon as we finished dressing up.

"You look beautiful, young miss!" complimented one of the staff members.

I was touched by her words but then she followed up with, "You're as lovely as her radiance!"

How many times have I heard that, or something similar to that, already? Sigh...Well, it's not like I wasn't used to it or anything. I just really don't like being compared to that manipulative, narcissistic, and dangerous older sister of mine.

Still, it would be impolite of me to not respond to her compliment.

So I gave the staff member a tight-lipped smile and said, "Thank you."

I wonder if there could ever come a week where I wasn't compared to the people's precious Golden girl.

As soon as the final touches to my make-up were done I stepped out of the dressing room and found Lev standing outside the dressing room he used, looking dashing, as he fixed his gloves.

Seeing how handsome he looked I know his fangirls who'll also be attending the musical would likely go wild.

"Who are you trying to impress looking that fine?" I teased.

Lev responded by taking my hand and planting a kiss on the back of it.

"I was hoping to catch my fiancée's eyes."

I snickered, "I didn't peg you as the flirty type."

"I got your attention, didn't I?" he replied with a smirk on his face.

"Touché."

Lev tucked in a strand of hair on my face behind my ear and asked, "Now, shall go and have our first date?"

With a subliminal smile on my face, I said, "Don't forget to treat me to dinner after the show."

He laughed and answered, "Of course, dinner is on me."