the wedding invitation. (on hold)

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Amara POV – 27 February 2016

I have a man. well...had a man. it felt good to say.

me and angelo were official.

happy wasn't even the word.

ecstatic?

joyous?

elated?

alright. let me stop being a bloody thesaurus.

back to our regularly schedule programming. at the current moment me and angelo were at our local 'mall' (it's really a shopping centre as a brit but anyhoo), and I was looking for a dress for a party angelos friend was throwing.

however, things were not exactly going to plan because angelo was not taking things very seriously.

"if it was up to me, you would go there wearing a binbag." he uttered passively.

"well thank God it is not up to you. can you please stop sulking?" I quipped as we were walking to the next dress shop.

"I will when you give me some sugar..." he puckered his lips and made kissy noises.

"I will give you some sugar when you find me a dress. now come on." I said whilst walking inside the shop. I thought he was beside me but when I looked to the side, found no one beside me. I looked behind and at the doors of the store...

he was standing with his arms crossed like a child. blocking multiple peoples' way into the store. I hurriedly walked to him in a panic.

"what is wrong with you?! move!" I whisper-shouted at him.

"not until I get some sugar." he grunted.

"you're such a child angelo. move. please." I tried to appease him whilst ignoring stares from a group of elderly caucasian women.

"nah." he leaned against the doors of the store.

I sent a quick prayer to the Lord to give me patience and then gave him a quick peck which changed his mood immediately.

"now was that so hard?" he grabbed my hand to hold as I walked with an attitude. "...now let us find you that dress you want, to look good for daddy".

"you're such a prick." I walked ahead of him going to the black dress section and letting go of his hand.

"that's not what you were saying last night." he joked and tapped my butt.

as we were looking through the store – well me looking and angelo sitting on a stool regrettably for coming along with me – it seemed like it was a dead-end. that was until I found a show-stopping, sexy LBD.

the dress was absolutely gorgeous. sweetheart neckline, tight on the waist which accentuated my little one and just the right fit on my lower half to show my recently growing rear (thanks to exercise...dirty minded devils).

the dress also had some sequins on the top and I had received a pair of loubs for Christmas that would match this dress to an absolute T.

"hey babe. I think I've found the one. eat your heart out." I walked out doing a little shimmy dance.

as I was walking out I expected to see a smile and appreciation for this gruelling experience to come to an end. instead, angelo looked up from his phone and an array of emotions were in his eyes.