Sophie’s eyes sparkled with amazement as she clung to Estelle’s hand. “When I get married, I want you to design my wedding dress too.”

Estelle offered a warm smile. “Have you forgotten what your own job is?”

“I don’t care. I want to walk down the aisle in a dress you’ve designed!” Sophie giggled.

Estelle chuckled softly. “So, are you and Robin talking about tying the knot already?”

Sophie sighed. “Not even close. Robin’s really focused on his career right now; he doesn’t want any distractions. But I’m in no rush. As long as he’s happy, I’m happy.”

After a bit more casual chat, a commotion erupted from downstairs. Morrison had arrived to fetch the bride.

Sophie quickly pulled Estelle into the bedroom, and the other bridesmaids buzzed with excitement and nerves. They shut the door, ready to blockade the groom.

Morrison, in his sleek black suit, exuded a gentlemanly stability, the faint smile softening his otherwise indifferent demeanor, adding a scholarly charm.

had brought three groomsmen, and they were all stopped

bridesmaids,

your

favorite

the groom sings a song

beside Magdalen, watching Sophie and the others erupt into giggles and chaos, curious

well, but singing proved to be

were relentless, insisting

noise outside hushed. Sophie cracked the door open, and Morrison’s deep voice

It’s a beautiful night

something dumb to

think

voice seeped in, steady and unhurried, much like the love

flung the door open. There she saw him, his gaze lowered, singing softly, her eyes glistening with tears.

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