We untangled and got cleaned up. The double doors to the walk-in closet opened, and I found Rhett inside. The closet was separated with a his and hers side. Rhett hummed while shuffling through a rack of button up shirts, already dressed in boxers.
I smiled and knew he’d made his decision. He wouldn’t be asking me to dress up if he thought today would end poorly. I shuffled through the dresses House had hung for me.
“What about this one?” I held a dark green silk dress that was knee length and flowy.
“It’s perfect.” He grinned and buttoned up his shirt. He’d chosen black slacks and a simple white button up. I slipped the dress on. It was simple and flattering, with straps instead of sleeves to show off my mark.
That is the point of the ceremony, isn’t it? Excitement bubbled in my chest
