Mathew.

I wrapped my arms around Viola's waist, pulling her close as we walked back together to the closet.

She looked so curious, tilting her head and asking, "Why are you taking me into the closet, Mathew? What's the big secret here?" Well, she didn't know yet that I'd already bought a ton of things just for her-dresses, shoes, everything she could dream of. Yeah, we had that small closet linked right to our bedroom, but this dressing room with the huge walk-in closet? That was on another ...