Leah’s POV
I messaged Kai to say I had arrived and then had a quick shower and got ready. Brigitte rushed in, said a quick hello, and went to get dressed; we would have to catch up at diner. We were going to one of Brigittes favourite restaurants, a chic bistro, L’Innocence, in the 9th arrondissement.
As we arrived, we were taken straight to our seats and immediately started taking nonstop as if we hadn’t seen each other in years, not months. We ordered our food and the waiter poured us some wine.
‘Are you excited for the fitting tomorrow?’
‘Yes! Have you seen it?’
‘Of course!’
The last time I had a fitting, it wasn’t with the dress. It was top secret, and they had a ghost dress made out of plain white fabric that apparently didn’t really resemble the end piece.
I was a little nervo
