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.

and they were all

other bridesmaids, started

your

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sings

erupt into giggles and chaos, curious about Morrison’s expression on the other

the questions well, but singing proved to be

bridesmaids were relentless, insisting

cracked the door

It’s a beautiful night

for something dumb

think I wanna

deep, melodious voice seeped in, steady and unhurried, much like the love story he

Magdalen stood up, walked over, and flung the door open. There she saw him, his

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