RYLEE POV
After an exquisite lunch, marked by laughter and delicious food, I set off on an important mission: to find the perfect dress for our engagement. My heart fluttered with anticipation as I entered the first store, determined to choose something that would captivate Viggo. I also needed to pick up a few essentials, but the dress was my primary focus.
Viggo had been insistent about seeing the dress. His curiosity was obvious, and though I found his eagerness charming, I was resolute in my decision to keep it a secret.
“Why won’t you let me see it?” he grumbled as I emerged from the dressing room, my eyes sparkling with mischief. “Rylee, are you really going to make me wait until tomorrow night?”
His frustration was almost endearing, and I couldn't help but laugh. I wanted to sur
