Sabrina glanced up and recognized that it was the same studio as Last time.

Memories of an awkward encounter during a recent charity dinner flooded back.

“What are you thinking about?" Tyrone asked in a casual tone.

“Nothing,” Sabrina quickly assured.

Inside, Sabrina took a seat in front of a mirror.

As the makeup artist began her work, she commented, "Ms. Chavez, your skin is really good...

The make-up artist was stunned before she could finish her words.

Beneath the makeup was a canvas of silky-smooth skin.

However, a few scars marred its perfection.

Catching the artist‘s surprised glance, Sabrina elaborated, “I had an accident."

The scars were sharp and distinct, seemingly from a blade.

The make-up artist tried to reassure her, "With your Light skin tone, these can be concealed effortlessly."

From a distance, Tyrone's heart ached at the revelation.

Once her makeup and hair were done, a fashion consultant assisted Sabrina into a custom-made gown.

As Sabrina came out from the changing room, Tyrone was seated on the sofa. He looked up, and there was an undeniable sense of astonishment in his eyes.

“Let's go," Sabrina said, barely acknowledging his reaction.

A hint of emotion tugged at Tyrone's mouth.

He had a vivid memory of their previous visit to this place. As she stepped out in her new outfit back then, she had playfully twirled around in front of him, wearing a smile, and inquired if she looked good.

Now, she briefly looked at herself and seemed ready to head out.