Bree's POV
Dusting off the racks to the right of my counter, I took my mind back to the events of the previous day.
All through the night, I was unable to get good sleep because thoughts about that man couldn't just get out of my head no matter how hard I tried.
I felt so strongly in my gut that he was going to return. Although I tried to force it out of my head by convincing myself that he had no other reason to be there since they had gotten the dress they wanted, I couldn't quite shake it off.
“Hey, Brianna. There's someone by the door who needs to see you,” said one of my coworkers who stepped over to help me with my work so that I could go see my visitor.
I thought it was Hazel. It had to be her. She had come to visit me twice already since I started working there and just on the
