The Wedding Dress

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It was next morning, and I had to go for bridal dress trials with Michael. Even though, I didnt want to go but I had no choice. Like as if my permission mattered in this house. It was 9 am and I had the appointment at 10am. I wore an off shoulder top with shorts and my favourite sneakers. One good thing living here was that all my favourite things were available here. I walked down the stairs and went outside to see Michale smirking at me. I went past him n opened the car door and sat. We drove to the shop. Upon reaching, I grabbed for the door handle when Michele grabbed my hand.

"Dont touch me, you scumbag." I yelled angrily.
"You need to forget Alex," he said twisting my hand.

I opened the door and went out of the car angrily. How dare he touch me! That stupid idiot!
I've always hated Michael even when I didn't know he is Michael and was fooling us by being Rick. I was foolish enough not to recognize him. But he has changed alot in 6 years. But still a jerk.

I went inside the boutique and was greeted by a plum looking middle age woman. She assisted me with the wedding dress while Michael was nowhere to be seen. Thank God! That's a relief! Atleast I won't have to bear him for an hour or so. I picked three dresses and went into the fitting room to try. I closed the door of the fitting room and a hand grabbed my mouth. I was panicking. Is it Michael? What is he going to do with me? Questions filled my mind and I didnt know what to do.

"Hey, hey, calm down. It's me." He said.
I instantly recognized the voice.
"Alex," I yelled.

I turned back and hugged him tightly. Aw. How much I've missed his strong cologne.

"I've missed you," I said.
"I've missed you too," he replied. Everything is going to be okay now".

And instantly I knew everything will be okay.

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