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.

a flowing tulle skirt. She stepped out

turning to view herself from different

to have that ‘this is

for. One was too simple, another

a tinge of defeat in her voice as she glanced back at

know it when you see it. It’s your day, your dress, and

growing dismay, interjected with a reassuring smile. ” It’s completely normal to feel this way. Finding your wedding dress is a big decision, and it has to reflect who you are.

and Marianne. ” Okay, let’s see what else

renewed determination, they delved back into the collection, Marianne pulling a few wildcard options that defied Sophia’s initial specifications but promising a new direction that might just lead to the

gowns that broke the mold of Sophia’s initial requests. The first was a stunning off-the-shoulder number with intricate beading across the bodice and a dramatic, flowing train that caught the light with

on for a change,” Marianne

her figure gracefully, accentuating her curves without overwhelming her frame. The room seemed to hold its breath as she walked toward the mirror,

her eyes wide with awe. “Oh, Sophia… you

melting away. The dress, unconventional in comparison to what she had envisioned, seemed to speak to a part of her she hadn’t realized needed expression. The

admitted, a smile beginning to curve her lips