*Michael*

When Shelby walked into the office, I could tell she was dying to tell me something. Her excitement was written all over her face.

“I suppose the hunt for a dress went well?” I said, and she immediately ran around the desk and gave me a kiss. “I’ll take that as a yes,” smiling at the joy on her face.

“I found the perfect one,” she said as she sat in the chair across from me. “I just wish I could show you or tell you about it, but you ...