It was impossible for him to not notice for she had been in his arms countless nights and strangely enough his fervor for her never wavered. "Try these on!"
Fighting a battle of anxiousness and uncertainty, Emma stepped into the changing room, knowing she had no other choice except to try on the dresses he had picked out. She reluctantly peeled off her clothes and slipped into the red dress first having a faint feeling that it wouldn't fit but she was pleasantly surprised when it did. Rather perfectly!
Emma walked out of the changing room and found the lady standing near the huge mirror waiting for her. "Votre mari a un bon goût pour la mode," the lady began, surprised. "Cette couleur te va bien," With a smile, she added admiringly.
However, a little frown sat between Emma's brows as she cluelessly looked at the woman with her big doe eyes. Taking note of Emma's confusion, the lady quickly added. "I-I mean he has great taste in fashion. This color... it looks good on you."
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