I tried to fill my head with anything but Rhys and Xander and the shitshow that was my life. I really did. But it was impossible.
Especially when I was looking at all these dresses. Snow white and fluffy. Didn't they have anything in black? I felt like I should be in mourning.
"What about this one?" Heather held out a taffeta monstrosity that made me shudder. Nope. No thank you. I would look like a demonic cupcake.
The bridal shop was in the middle of downtown, ringed by cafes and boutiques. It was also very much not my style. I preferred simple elegance. Comfort.
"Is there anywhere else?" My voice was dull. I had traipsed this shop for the last hour, and I was no closer to finding anything acceptable.
I mean, I could just throw one on. Not like I was overly enthused about marryin
