I took Thorn's arm and we made our way to a black car...I hope this one doesn't talk to me, I have a hatred for cars now. The chauffeur opened the door and let myself and Thorn in, shutting the door I heard clicks. Great this one doesn't talk it clicks, apparently it was just locking itself. I found that creepy as f**k too.
"So Thorn..." I started "Did you eh, pick everything out yourself?"
His face went very red, "yes, I took your dress to the village tailor, and she took the sizes and suggested things based on what was there, but yes, I made the final judgement since I was paying for it." His face was still red, "but please just keep it all as a present and don't speak of this again? I just had a feeling you'd like all of what I picked."
We sat in silence for some time, "I'm not you
