Alice’s POV:
I stood there, staring at my reflection.
My favorite purple dress with lilies hand sewed at the bottom graced all the curves I had to offer. Lips were glossed with a light layer of pink, hoping that the wind wouldn’t pick up as much. Eyes washed with a mascara that dried long ago. Tilting my head, my curls dropped to one side.
The breeze burst through the window, laughter lingering in the air.
Neilson stood behind me and smiled, laying two hands on my waist, putting a sweet addicting kiss on my cheek. “You look beautiful, like always.”
I smile, seeing him dressed to impressed. He wore a well-fitted white shirt, sleeves rolled up offering some casualness, but the long dark pantsuit embraced the business aspect of his life. The more I stared at his reflection, th
