At four p.m. of 20th August when Rhea showed up in front of the stairs of City Hall, Aron was already waiting for her in his blue sedan right across the street. She was wearing a modest tea-length, A-line, ivory dress with vertical turquoise blue beaded-stripes and shirt collar. A turquoise belt around her waist accentuated her tiny waist, while the button-cuffed half sleeves and the buttoned-down front gave it a formal look fit for the courthouse.
It was impossible to pin it to be a wedding dress if no one knew the purpose of her being in the City Hall that afternoon. However, as Aron joined her, there was no missing it.
Neither he nor Rhea had mentioned to the other what they were to wear to the town hall that afternoon. Yet, when he came out of his car, in a three-piece set of blue
