Mirabel woke up feeling sore all over the next day, she groaned as she remembered her unfinished work in the office.
"You are awake," Adrian said setting his tie in front of the full-length mirror, Mirabel hummed in response.
"I am heading to work, you should get enough sleep before heading downstairs," he advised and she furrowed her brows at him.
"Why?" She questioned. "Your mom has been asking of you," he replied.
"My mom? Why? Did she dreamt of me before waking up?" She asked sitting up.
"I don't know, I think you guys are going to plan our wedding," he said and strolled towards the wardrobe to pick a suit.
"I have work to do at the office," she protested. "I know but your mom wants you to choose a gown and do some other things with her," he replied and went to sit beside her.
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