Care about each other

REIGN'S POV

I pushed myself further into the sofa, trying my best to ignore the mass of muscle beside me. After Mel's weird questions, I had snatched my hand away from her and rushed back to the changing room. As I passed, I noticed the confused look on the attendants faces.

I guess I was not the only one that found what she said very weird. I mean, what kind of bride asked her groom if her bridesmaid looked like a wife material?

Or maybe I was just overthinking, right?

Now, I was unfortunately back at the waiting room with Ivan, waiting for Mel to try on her dress and show it to us and we were alone.

My biggest nightmare had come to pass. Despite my pleadings with Mel to let me stay with her, she refused and sent me back here.

I sighed and turned my face away, to avoid any eye contact. Out of sight, out of mind.

“Your dress looked beautiful. You looked beautiful.” Ivan said, startling me.

I turned to him, my mouth agape, wondering why on earth he was talking to me. “Eh…thank you. I'