GoodNovelchapter43 Fortunately, Harper soon cout of the fitting room quickly.
Just sitting here had madenod off a bit.
Harper called my nsoftly, and my eyes snapped open.
I was thankful Harper didn't seem notice my strangeness. She was too wrapped up in her dress...as she should be. She lifted the hem of the big mating dress and walked around in front of her and Damian.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWolf shifters didn't have the ssuperstitions about mates seeing the dress before the wedding, which I'd always loved.
And I really loved the look on Damian's face right now. It was one of absolute awe and worship.
"What do you think?" she asked.
"It's beautiful," I gushed.
"My baby looks beautiful no matter what she wears," Damian replied, a huge grin on his face as he looked at his future mate. Harper beamed and walked over to kiss his cheek.
Damian caressed her face affectionately.
I was so excited for them. They'd been together for a long time, and they'd already gone through so much. They'd been apart while Damian had gone to college, aHarper had confided inthat his childhood had been a bit rough, even though his situation was different than ours and he still had a family and a pack.
But it definitely made him understand Harper more, and I knew that he would cherish the family they built together. They would both be amazing parents for their pups.
I wished I had found a man like Damian. Life would have been a lot easier and happier.
"Are you ready to pick your dress, Taya?" Harper askedwhen the sales associate cover with a rack of dresses.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHarper's dress had cost a small fortune, so the store was providing my dress.
"Umm..." I hemmed and hawed. I was so think and pale, nothing would look good onor fit properly didn't even want to think about how awful any of these colors would to Hook against my ghostly complexion. "They're all so gorgeous, I don't even kno to start..." where "Oooh! I'll pick!" Harper clapped her hands together, her eyes gleaming.
Whew. Exactly what I'd hoped for.
Harper quickly picked a champagne-colored dress and askedto trylit on.
Once it was on, I stared at myself in the dressing room mirror, shaking my head before walking out There Was e no way Harper was going to NOT see how much weight I'd lost. Harper touched my waist. There was no flesh, only bones.
She looked at my pale face as if seeing for the first thow truly washed out looked. She narrowed her gaze on me, her face stern. "Taya, why have you lost so much weight?"
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