She was wearing a classic, flowing dress. He was dashingly charming. As he had picked her up and spun her around, he had held her closely, whispering, In vain have I struggled. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how I ardently admire and love you.
Before she snapped out of it. Kaden, who could be her Mr. Darcy, but she couldn’t tell whether or not he truly liked her, won right after she did. Clapping and cheering for him, all she could do was smile.