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As they arrived to the dress shop, Valentine immediately pulled Delilah in. She dragged her friend towards the part of the shop where there were many dresses lined up, where they could discuss about Adam privately and to make sure that they were far enough as possible.
When they reached the part of the shop, they halted.
“What are you doing?” Delilah wanted to know the reason behind her abrupt action.
“There is something you need to know,” she said.
“Valentine?” William’s voice entered her ears and that’s where she realized that her husband followed them. Valentine’s eyes widened as she saw Adam with him.
“You can go stay there at the bench. You know us, girls, we usually take an hour to pick our own clothes,” she laughed nervously.
“Okay. We’ll wait there. But take note that I’ll pay for your dress and Delilah’s if ever she wants one.”
&ld
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