Less than ten minutes later we're walking into Thorpe's, a restaurant that I've never been to before. As the waitress leads us to our table, I'm surprised to see Georgia sat there waiting for us with her mum and sister.

Georgia's smile is strangely bright considering that she was so furious to be going wedding dress shopping today.

"Hello you," I say softly as I kiss her cheek before sitting down next to her at the table.

"Hiya," she replies softly.

"I hear you ...