The dreaded day had finally come. The day where I had to go dress shopping with my mother. I had insisted on meeting them at the mall, but my mother absolutely refused and told me that I had to drive with them. So, when ten o'clock came around, I was begrudgingly dragging my feet to the front door.
"It won't be that bad," Vince said, wrapping his arms around my waist from behind. He rested his chin on my shoulder.
"I know but it doesn't make it any easier."
He chuckled, then said, "You'll survive."
"What if I don't? What if my mother talks my ears off and I die from bleeding out?"
"A little far and gruesome but I think you'll manage."
I turned in his arms and wrapped my arms around his neck. "Can I just stay here with you? I can order a dress online."
He shook his head. "It'll be go
