Chapter Thirty Seven

Justin’s POV

Around 10 am, Bella unexpectedly showed up at my house on that Saturday morning. I wasn't anticipating her visit, but I didn't let her know that as she approached for a hug.

"Hey," she murmured, slowly pulling away with a bright smile on her face, looking up at me.

"Hey," I greeted back, discreetly checking the corridor to see if Ayva was coming out of her room yet.

"You look good. It's refreshing to see you in something other than suits and ties," she commented, placing a hand on my arm. I couldn't help but notice that she had become more touchy and bolder lately, especially with our wedding approaching. When she moved into my house six months ago, she used to ask for permission for everything. She couldn't even stand close to me without stuttering, even though we had known each other since high school.

"You've seen me in other clothes that aren't formal," I replied, taking a bite of an apple I grabbed from the basket. I mean, we'd been living together for months.

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