After the Divorce: Crushed on My Lawyer Ex-wife

#246 “You Deserve to Have That ‘ This is the One’ Moment.”

As Sophia and Evelyn stepped into the boutique, the soft chime of a bell announced their arrival. The interior was spacious and airy, bathed in natural light that streamed through large windows, setting the various wedding dresses aglow like artifacts in a museum. Velvet sofas and plush chairs dotted the space, inviting relaxation and conversation.

Sophia, with a tentative excitement beginning to flicker in her eyes, drifted towards the racks of gowns. Her fingers delicately traced the textures of fine lace, silky satin, and sparkling embellishments, each fabric telling its own story of potential bridal bliss.

Evelyn watched with a supportive smile, allowing Sophia the space to explore her initial impressions. Before long, a saleswoman with an impeccably tailored suit and a warm, professional smile approached them.

“Good morning, ladies! I’m Marianne, and I’ll be assisting you today. Do you have any particular styles in mind?” she inquired, her tone both friendly and efficient.

Sophia hesitated, her vision clear but her words less so. “I think I want something classic… long and white, definitely, with a sweetheart neckline,” she described, her voice trailing off as she gestured vaguely towards the dresses.

“Absolutely, let’s start with that,” Marianne responded with a nod, her experience guiding her efficiently through the racks. She pulled several dresses that matched the description, each unique in its detailing and design.

delicate lace detailing around the bodice and a flowing tulle

it doesn’t feel quite right,” Sophia murmured, turning to view

deserve to have that ‘this is the one’ moment,” Evelyn chimed in, her gaze

dress followed, each failing to spark the joy Sophia was searching for. One was too simple, another too ornate. The frustration began to mount, shadowing the initial excitement of

being too picky,” Sophia sighed, a tinge of defeat in her

her tone firm. “You’ll know it when you see it. It’s your day, your dress, and it needs

has to reflect who

Evelyn and

options that defied Sophia’s initial specifications but promising a new direction that

a selection of gowns that broke the mold of Sophia’s initial requests. The first was a

this on for a change,” Marianne suggested, helping Sophia

her figure gracefully, accentuating her curves without overwhelming her frame. The room seemed to

wide with awe.

The dress, unconventional in comparison to what she had envisioned, seemed to speak to a part of her she hadn’t

a smile beginning to curve her lips as she turned to see the