Four months later.
“Happy married life, Bella.” Charity smiled at me as she helped unzip my wedding dress while I stepped out of it.
“Do you need me to give you tips on your wedding night?” She smirked, while I chuckled and shook my head. “I think I will do just fine.”
Charity chuckled and handed over a bag to me. “Here, have it.”
“What is this?” I asked while peeping through the bag.
“Why don’t you check it yourself.” She had a mischievous look, and I knew she was up to no good.
Curious to know what was inside, I opened the bag and took out the stuff, only to realize that it was a lace nightgown.
Charity smirked. “You like it?”
I blushed deeply, holding up the delicate lace nightgown. “Charity, this is—”
“Gorgeous? Sexy? Just what you need for tonight?” Charity interjected, grinn
