Mia's pov.
The next morning, we went to the wedding planner's office. I was very excited. I wore an off-shoulder dress with my Addi.das shoes. The doctor advised me to stop wearing high heels during pregnancy. I used to wear flats and shoes most of the time.
I gathered my hair in a high pony and applied light makeup.
“What date are we going to get married?” I asked Xavier, “Because if you haven't decided on it, I have one in my mind.” I suggested.
“Do you want to decide on a date?” He asked back. How did he, every time, get to know what was in my heart and what was going on in my mind?
“Yes, I want it on a special date. I want us to remarry again on your birthday,” I suggested, and he stared at me with his mesmerizing grey eyes.
“Are you serious? I mean, you always manage to surprise
