*Natalia*
I was in the sitting room making myself a drink. I didn’t really need it, but I wasn’t sure what else to do with myself right now. I was far more worked up than I should have been.
I tried not to let the dress issue ruin the rest of my day out with Mia, but it had weighed on my mind the entire time we’d been out. Eventually we agreed to make an appointment at a different bridal shop to look for bridesmaid dresses. I knew what color and fabric I wanted now, but that was it.
I wanted to look at more gowns, too.
The perfect dress was still out there somewhere, and no I had no idea what it might look like.
I didn’t want a dress that looked anything like what Bianca was going to wear. That might have been petty, but it made me angry to even think about the smug look on her face when she bought that dress. I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of thinking she stole something from me.
