Darcy.
“So, what do you think?” Michael asked, holding a gown. “I had it designed with so much love.” He added.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t hide the blush on my cheeks that it was beginning to hurt. “It is beautiful.” I signed.
Passing it to me, I couldn’t help but notice how fast his face had changed. “Did I say anything wrong? I really love it.”
He shook his head no, sitting by my side and took my hand into his. “It isn’t about that. I should have told you about this a long time ago but I didn’t.” He started.
I lifted my hand to sign then stopped when I saw his mouth moving. “You know nothing about my family and you never made any attempt to ask, which I really didn’t see coming.”
My mouth formed an o shape. I really don’t have any idea of his family. I only knew that hi
