Vienna's POV
One year had passed and my relationship with Simoun became better. He started treating me as his wife and I felt like everything is finally falling into its proper place except for the fact that his father is still holding the leash on our neck.
Sabrina is not yet found but we didn't stop looking for her. My mother on the other hand is admitted to a Mental Rehabilitation Center owned by Simoun's father.
"Which one is better?" I showed Simoun two types of summer dresses.
His eyesight that was fixated on the TV turned to me then shifted his eyes to the two dresses that I am holding.
"Try it on then I'll judge," he uttered so I nod my head and run towards my room holding the dresses.
I tried the floral dress first. Its length reach my ankle but it has a slit on the side tha
