Chapter 4

Alex pov.

I knew she was beautiful. She always was, and still is. But seeing her walk out of the dressing room like that made something in me shift.

She was wearing a short black pleated skirt, a pair of black shorts barely visible underneath, and a fitted asymmetrical crop top that revealed just a sliver of her waist. She looks completely different. When I say different, I mean beautiful.

Her long hair was down, falling loosely over her shoulders in soft, slightly messy waves. A hint of bare skin showed between the edges of her clothes, catching my attention…