Chapter Seventy-Three – The Forgotten Mate and The Alpha Prince.
“I was thinking, what about a white dress and your royal sash would be emerald, green. What do you think?” Becca asked as she excitedly raked through the rows of evening gowns on the rack pulling out dresses, looking at them, shaking her head and putting them back.
Alisha grinned at her friend and sister-in-law. Seeing Becca genuinely happy always made her smile, especially as they both now had more good days than bad, thanks to Cheryl’s counselling.
“I like the idea, but do you not think I would look like I was getting married or something? Plus, isn’t the royal sash purple?” Alisha asked as she sat on the plush pink couch in the centre of the room, feeling a little overwhelmed by the array of formal occasion wear.
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