The Path to Love

Chapter 33

"Sam, you've been trying on dresses for three hours now." I complained.

"All these dresses make me feel fat," she replied.

"You have a baby growing inside of you, you're not necessarily skinny." I replied.

She came out of the change room with tears forming in her eyes. Shit. Wrong thing to say. "I didn't mean it in a bad way," I quickly defended myself. "It's a miracle you're creating a life. Maybe instead of looking at mermaid dresses, we should look at ones that poof out."

"I've gotta pee," Sam mumbled leaving to go find the washroom.

I just kept glancing through prom dresses, hoping and silently praying I'd find something. I came across one I genuinely liked. It was pastel green, and had sleeves that fell off the shoulders, so it really looked strapless. It wasn't tight, nor did it hug the body, like a mermaid dress. It was loose, there would be room for her pregnant belly, but also wouldn't put it on show. It was floor length, simple yet elegant. It screamed Sam.

I brought the dress back to the change room and waited for her to come back from using the bathroom. When she came back, I handed her the dress.

"It looks pretty," she mumbled.

"I know you don't have hopes in finding a dress, but I think this dress will look perfect on you. Please go try it on." I pleaded with her.

"Fine," she mumbled. She walked into the change room and I waited. Two minutes passed, five minutes, seven minutes, finally ten minutes passed, and I was scared something happened.

I knocked on the door. "Are you okay in there?" I asked her.

"I'm fine," she mumbled. She opened the door and stepped out.

I took a quick inhale of breath. "You look," I was at a loss for words.

"I thought I looked good, but if you don't like it, we can keep looking."

"No, Sam. I don't know what to say. There are no words to describe how amazing you look in that dress and how good it suits you. It's literally everything you wanted."

"I love it too," she replied. "I thought you didn't like it for a minute there."

"You make everything you wear look phenomenal. No guy will be able to take their eyes off you on prom night."

"You really think so?" She asked me, continuing to look at herself in the mirror.

"I know so," I replied.

"I think our daughter likes the sound of your voice," she mumbled.

"What?"

"She hasn't stopped kicking me since she heard you tell me how amazing I look. Here, feel." She replied, taking my hand and placing it on her stomach where our daughter was kicking.

"This is an amazing feeling," I replied. I stared at her in amazement. "You must love feeling this."

"It's my favourite part of the whole pregnancy." She admitted.

"Let's buy this dress and get out of here. I want to buy a tie that matches your dress, plus I bet you're hungry."

"You know me so well. I have to pee again before we go though."

"Of course, you do," I replied chuckling. "I'll pay for the dress while you're gone to the bathroom."

"You don't have to pay for it, it's a lot of money."

"I want too. Don't worry about it," I replied.

She came out and handed me the dress. "You don't have to pay for it," she tried again. "I have the money for it."