[FAST FORWARD]
ZAIRA's POV
"By the way, babe. How was your discussion with the designers? Have you chosen what design of wedding gown to wear yet?” Pierre asked in the middle of our lunch.
It took a few seconds for his question to sink into my brain because my mind is occupied with the thoughts of everything Nathalia said.
"It was fine, babe. But I couldn't choose from their samples. It's not that I didn't like anything but they told me that they provide customization, so I decided that I would design my wedding gown myself. If that's okay with you?” I explained and asked him politely, swallowing my pride to pretend that I'm fine with this.
"Yes, of course. It's fine with me. That's not a problem at all. You have the freedom to decide the wedding gown you will wear." He smiled at me.
