Most people could only dream of booking him. Conrad must have planned this for ages, lining up his exclusive design long before anyone else even thought about it.
Only now did Wiona realize just how much Conrad had done behind the scenes for their wedding. This dress had actually started taking shape last year, right after they got their marriage certificate.
She stepped closer to the gown. The layers of white tulle looked like moonlight spun into fabric, and every bit of lace was stitched with tiny pearls that shimmered gently under the lights. The train was long and covered in little crystals, sparkling like a whole galaxy had been scattered across it. Just a small movement sent light dancing through the whole room.
Wiona reached out, her slim fingers trailing over the soft material. She suddenly noticed a tiny line of embroidery hidden inside the neckline: To Wiona, from my first heartbeat to our last.
Surprised, Wiona turned around. At some point, Conrad had come up behind her, his warm breath brushing against her ear.
“Do you like it?” he asked.
“Danny said this was the most challenging design of his career,” Conrad added. “I wanted to give you the most precious thing I could. I wanted to give you the stars. It was a bit of a rush, but I hope you like it.”
Wiona’s eyes went pink and shiny as she nodded, barely able to speak. She threw her arms around Conrad’s neck as he bent to her level. “I love it! I love it! I’m so happy!”
“Conrad, how did you know this was exactly my style?”
Conrad kissed the corner of her mouth, his eyes so warm she felt like she could melt. “Of course I knew. From the day I met you, you just moved right into my heart and never left. My heart figured out I loved you way before my brain did. Your preferencea, your habits, even the things you never say out loud—I know them all.”
Wiona was so touched she just buried her face in his chest.
“Can we go home for a little while?” she whispered. “I have something for you too. It’s at the house, and I never got the chance to give it to you…”
Conrad’s eyes darkened, and he leaned close, murmuring in her ear, “Are you talking about the lingerie from last night?”
“Wiona, I’ve already seen it. I’m very satisfied.”
Lingerie?
Wiona’s face went crimson as she remembered that little set. He must have seen it when he came back to the bedroom later. Her mind went blank for a second.
“No, no, not that… it’s something else…”
Conrad swallowed. He moved closer and slipped his arm around her waist. Even through the dress, she could the warmth from his touch. Wiona shivered a little. Conrad just held her tighter.
“Yeah,” he said, his voice low and steady, eyes shining with emotion. “Wiona, you are the most beautiful person I have ever seen.”
He didn’t just mean the most beautiful woman. He meant the most beautiful person. For him, there was no one else in the world right then. Just her.
The staff, including Danny, quietly slipped out, leaving the huge fitting room to the two of them.
Conrad leaned in and kissed her deeply. Their breath mingled, the world outside fading away. The white gown pooled around them like a soft cloud, wrapping them up together.
But they had to stop. They couldn’t risk the dress before the wedding. Conrad took Wiona’s hand, threading his fingers through hers, then whispered in her ear, “Wiona, let’s go somewhere with no one else. Just us.”
Wiona looked up at him, curious. “But is there a place like that?”
Conrad smiled. “Come with me.”

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