REBECCA

I stepped out of the changing room as Carrie the attendant followed from behind with a stack of clothes round her hand. I first stood in front of the mirror, looking at the pink ball gown, embroidered and likely beaded with a skirt of flowers.

I turned to Dominic nervously, he looked up at me.

He nods his head in approval, like the other plenty options of clothes I tried on.

I let out a chuckle. "Darling, don't you think you should pick one already, you've been nodding your head at every single dress I tried on."

"Well that's because you look good in every single one of them,...