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luara huffed as she turned back to rafaella. márcia and nadine had previously been there with them, but luara urged them to go out and get some lunch after many rejections to the room filled amount of dresses she'd tried on. she wanted rafaella to as well, but she declined, wanting to see every possible option.
nothing was what she was envisioning – what she wanted. it was stressing her out, and she was itching for neymar's opinion. she refrained herself from doing so, though, not wanting neymar to see her in any form of wedding dress before the big day.
"i can't find any." luara folded her arms across her chest, and rafaella sipped on her wine.
"you look so good in all of them though, lu." rafaella sighed, staring over at her.
luara shook her head, going back into the dressing room, "but i want to look beautiful, not good."
she skimmed through the rest of the dresses sluggishly, desperately wanting to find the one so she could get married, which would be happening sooner than she expected. she undressed herself from the dress she was wearing, hanging it back up, then walked over to her phone, facetiming neymar. she didn't want him see it, but she still wanted his advice.
after two rings he answered, "hi, sexy. you pick a dress?"
she exhaled, turning around to look at the rack of dresses as she held the phone in her hand, "i can't find any, ney. not one that i want."
"just pick a dress you look beautiful in, meu amor. i told you that. it won't matter anyway, since i'll be taking it off you."
she rolled her eyes, "no, you'll be taking a different one off me, i'm changing into one after the ceremony."
"really? are you wearing anything underneath that?"
"baby, i'm not talking about that. i'm annoyed, i can't find any dresses that i want." she ran a hand through her hair, before reaching forward and skimming through the dresses again.
he sighed on the other line gazing at her through the screen, "you'll find one, i know you will."
she looked down at her screen, "i hope so. what are you doing?"
he grinned, "waiting for you so you can help me with this." he switched the camera around, pointing it to his crotch, showing off the large bulge sat between his legs.
she scoffed with an amused smile, shaking her head as he switched the camera back to his face, squinting his eyes at her. she went off facetime, pausing the call and opened messages, snapping a picture of her in her underwear, and sent it to him before going back to the facetime to see his reaction.
she watched his eyes flick up to the top of his screen, before he smiled adjusting in his seat, "meu amor,"
"i look good?" she sat down on a stool and smiled back at him, chewing the inside of her cheek.
"mhm, gata." he nodded his head, seemingly still looking at the picture, "we could just skip the clothes, the guests, everything else and get married while we fuck."
she laughed breathily, shaking her head, "i'll text you when to come get me, baby."
"actually no, i don't want whoever's marrying us to see you naked, that's just for me to see."
"i'll see you later, ney." she hovered her thumb over the end call button, just as his eyes flicked back to the facetime.
"yeah you will. i love you, lua."
"i love you." she ended the call and stuffed her phone back in her back, turning back to the rack of dresses.
she paused when her eyes landed on one she hadn't seen yet, and picking it out made her exhale softly, eyes lighting up as they trailed over it.
it was a white dress, with a big skirt that puffed out from her waist. it trailed on the floor a little bit, but luara didn't mind, as long as it wasn't like a whole tail. the straps were wrapped around her arms loosely, just below her shoulders, and the breast area was covered in shiny pearls and diamonds. the skirt had the pears and diamonds on it too, but they filtered out into a gorgeous pattern of lace. it was beautiful, exactly like one that she'd envisioned.
she stepped out as she looked down at it, running her hands over the dress. rafaella looked up from her phone, a rejection already about to roll off her tongue, but she closed her mouth as she stared. slowly, a grin on her face matched the one on luara's and she stood, walking over to her to get a better look.
"do you love it?" luara asked her. since her talk with neymar, she'd finally cut kaila out of her life, leaving her with whatever was left of the money luara gave her so she could fly back to brasil and eventually go back to the favelas after her rent money got too much. so, she relied on rafaella's opinion, grateful that she'd never done anything like kaila had.
"meu deus, yes. don't you? you do." rafaella lifted her head to look at luara, both of them smiling madly.
"yes. i'm picking it." they both laughed in excitement, admiring the dress in the mirror just as márcia and nadine returned.
the two mothers gasped once they saw her, almost bringing themselves to tears at the sight in front of them. luara looked like a true princess stood in front of that mirror, even without her hair being professionally done, as well as her makeup. well, she always looked beautiful, but with the dress that she was in, she looked ethereal.
luara noticed márcia and nadine, and spun around, reaching her hands out for them, "you love it? i wanna pick it. i want your opinions."
márcia reached a hand out for one of luara's, bringing her other hand up to her face, covering the tears that began to flow down her cheeks. luara laughed at her mother's reaction, barely seeing her cry, the only time being when her grandparents passed. she brought her in for a hug, and reached out for nadine, who began to cry as well, laughing at herself with luara and rafaella. nadine held onto luara's other hand as she brought her in for a hug too, chuckling at the women's tearful reactions.
"you really look beautiful, lu. i really love it." márcia sobbed, careful not to crease the dress or stand on it.
nadine nodded her head, trying not to get any tears on her dress, "so beautiful, princesa. i really love it too."
she smiled as she rubbed the backs of the women, and urged rafaella into the embrace. she gladly joined, trying to wrap her arms around the other three women. after a few moments, they all pulled away, standing back to look at her in awe.
luara let out a breath, looking up from her dress at rafaella, "you're next."
rafaella's face dropped as the two other women laughed.
nadine nodded, running her fingers through rafaella's hair, "yeah, i've seen you and gabigol are back together. i'm your mãe, not stupid."
rafaella stared back at luara with an unamused expression, only making everyone laugh even more.
"oh yes, you'll look beautiful, raf." márcia, squeezed one of rafaella's cheeks, finally getting a smile out of her. luara tilted her head to look at her, grin easing into a small smile. rafaella gave her a confused look.
"be my maid of honour?"
rafaella's jaw dropped, but soon enough turned into a much wider grin, rushing over to wrap her arms around her, almost knocking her over, "yes, yes, yes. a million times yes."
