The bridal boutique was located in the heart of the city, and the Ashford family owned the entire building.
When we arrived, the boutique manager came forward to greet us. "Mr. Ashford, the gowns you ordered have arrived. There are six in total, and they're all upstairs."
Damian nodded and glanced at me. "Go take a look."
The fitting room upstairs was as large as a showroom. The six wedding gowns hung in a neat row on display racks.
I examined them one by one and stopped at the third.
The manager explained, "This is a limited couture design. It's the only one in the entire country. Mr. Ashford had it brought in from Varelle especially for you."
I turned toward Damian. He stood by the window and seemed to be checking a message on his phone.
He looked up when he noticed me watching hi
