Anastasia POV
"Ma we are here," I say, pushing the door of the boutique open, the bell ringing as I push through the glass doors.
"Back here" I hear her scream back at me, I walk through the large double doors on the right to find my mom in the middle of the white round couch, on the far left are Dante's mom and his sisters.
My heart stops for a second when I look to the right "Dante" I say
His eyes turn towards me at the sound of his name, we have a long look when we hear a cough.
"No more flirting, yea right" she giggles walking past me to the couch
"I'm Bianca and Anastasia's best friend, if anyone is going to be insulting to my friend, or in any way destroy this dream day of finding wedding dresses, then it's best to leave now because I'm like a dog chasing a bone when I get fera
