87 My Boyfriend

William's POV

It's the event day and Amelia is sitting in front of the vanity mirror as she combed her hair.

I sighed before going into the bathroom. I wore my suit and Amelia is still in front of the vanity mirror, just staring at herself. Neither of us has spoken a word to each other today.

I looked at the blue dress Amelia is putting on and I smiled bitterly. I thought of how we had decided and ordered that particular dress after we had disagreed on tons of clothes. It was always about me saying the dress she picked is too short and showy or Amelia saying the dress I picked is too big and long.

We finally agreed on this royal blue dress that reaches her knee but has hands with no sleeves. I had complained about the v-shaped neck of the cloth but when Amelia had glared at me at that moment, I had shut my mouth.

Looking at her, dressed in it now is captivating. The top part of the gown is firm and it just fits her perfectly the way the gown flows freely from the waist to her k