Zara’s POV
Just as I'm about to yank open the dressing room door the moment Sophia knocks, ready to bolt out at lightning speed and scream James's name at the top of my lungs, I hear David grabbing Sophia's arm.
His irritation becomes even more pronounced: "Alright, Sophia, you've tried on so many wedding dresses in this shop, and none of them work. There's a very high chance you won't like this last one either. It's getting late, and I need to head back to Crescent Pack to discuss the specific details of the Alpha position handover with my father."
Sophia's voice immediately turns dejected, sounding exactly like a teenager throwing a tantrum with David. But in the end, she still can't win against him and follows him out.
I hear their footsteps fading into the distance, let out a long
