The dress for me that I got from you.
It was your late grandmother's. You didn't know what to with it until you found me. Who fits it perfectly and didn't know if you want me to have it. You gave it to me when I was 24 about to be your wife and you said not to wear this one on our wedding day
because I already know what it looks like. I already told you that you will be amazed by the wedding gown I would wear on our wedding day. You just have to wait and see what it looks like. "I do like it but it not the right color for the wedding
anyway. I rather wear it to a ball or a dance that we got invited
to." "I know but can you at least try it on. "So I tried it on while he turned and while I was putting it on he wanting me to have it as a present, not as a dress you can wear every day. So when I was done I tapped him on the shoulder and he looked at me like he was surprised I could fit in it.
He said, " Since it fits you perfectly you can have it." " Well, then I guess I can wear to the ball that we are
invited to next week." "That is fine just don't ruin it." "You think I would-" "I would not be surprised by it." He cut me off. "I will try not to besides it yours late grandmother's
dress." "No, please don't say that again, put back your regular clothes, and can we just spend the rest of the day not talking about it. Please?" "Ok." I knew he didn't want to talk about his grandmother's death with her dress,
But the dress that he got for me was beautiful for both of
us.
