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I step out of the car first and open her door. She takes my hand, but she can’t take her eyes off the storefront.

“That’s a beautiful black dress,” she says, referring to the glittering piece of display. I instantly imagined her in that dress, and I’m sure she’d look stunning. I’m certainly not letting her wear black at the engagement.

I grin. “Yes, and I can’t wait to see you in one of those. Come on. This is Oliver’s friend’s shop. Omar designs wedding dresses too, and if you like his work, he’ll design your dress.” Omar Taylor is also recognized as an official fashion designer for beauty queens. He made the dress of the crowned Miss World two years ago.

She looks at me in awe. “I get to wear a custom-made dress for our wedding?”

“Yes, darling. You can tell the designer whichever style you like.”

“That’s wonderful!” she says breathlessly. Her reactions are going to be the death of me. I like how relaxed she is about showing her feelings.

That’s it, love. You can tell me whatever you