I had laid upon my bed, unable to sit down in the lounge with my parents. As the moment I appeared there, my Mum began her wedding talk once more. I think it was safe to say it was frustrating her that she was not being involved more with the planning. The fact Brayden's pack had taken full control was not sitting well with her, so the only thing we had any control over was my dress, and she would not stop talking about it. I was sick of it...
So, naturally, I did what I did best and ran to my room. Little did my Mum know I had left the pack earlier in the day and done exactly as Niko had suggested and gone around a few stores and after wandering around three stores I had found the most simple yet classic of dresses hidden at the back. A lacy white dress. A high-waisted, A-line design wh
