“I DON’T really know what I want!” Callea wailed. She and Pipay where browsing designs for the gown that she wanted to wear for her engagement party. It was less than a month before the event and there was no final design for the gown yet.
“How about you diss the engagement party and marry the guy right away?”
“Do you think that is okay?” Callea asked her friend with a grin.
She could imagine herself wearing the wedding gown with Deive waiting for her at the altar. The idea of wearing his diamond right in front of the high society who didn’t care much about them had no appeal to her. It was their grandfathers’ idea.
“If it is me, I will go the honeymoon right away so it will feel like heaven.” Pipay hugged herself and closed her eyes. “Oh, Deive. I like that. Harder. Love me harder.
