96. Drunk

Nicolas watched from outside the fitting room, his heart skipping a beat as he caught a glimpse of Dianne in the gown. It was as if time stood still, and he couldn't help but imagine her walking down the aisle toward him on their wedding day.

After trying on a few more gowns, each more breathtaking than the last, Dianne finally found the one that stole her heart. It was a breathtaking creation of blush pink tulle, with a corseted bodice and a cascading skirt that seemed to float on air. As she stepped out of the fitting room, a gasp of awe escaped from her lips.

Nicolas couldn't believe his eyes. Dianne looked like a vision in the gown, her eyes sparkling with joy and her smile radiant. "You look absolutely stunning," he whispered, his voice filled with love and admiration.

Dianne blushed, feeling like the luckiest woman in the world. "Thank you, my love. This is the one."

As they left the boutique, Dianne couldn't help but twirl in her gown, the layers of tulle billowing around her.