Alexander's POV
I stood at the foot of the staircase, waiting for Alicia to come downstairs so we could leave. I'd been waiting for almost an hour while she got ready for the event.
After glancing at my watch for what felt like the tenth time, I finally decided to go upstairs and check on her.
Just then...
Soft footsteps echoed from the staircase.
I instinctively looked up.
The moment I did...
I froze.
Alicia slowly descended the stairs, looking nothing short of breathtaking.
The elegant black gown hugged her slender figure perfectly before cascading gracefully to the floor with every step she took. It was simple, yet sophisticated, accentuating every beautiful curve without being overly extravagant.
Her soft brown curls had been swept into a neat, elegant bun, while a few loose strands framed her delicate face, making her appear effortlessly beautiful.
