The next day we went shopping to get me a wedding dress.

We looked through a trail of expensive yet arresting dresses but I was hesitant about them.

"Stop looking at the price tag." Zaniel said, softly, turning me to him.

"But-"

"What's mine is yours. Where was this timidness when you stole my heart huh?" He teased, placing one hand on my cheek and pulling me closer by the other.

"You have rights. Okay?" He assured me, kissing my forehead. I smiled and nodded and found a floral well fitted mermaid gown.

"Is this okay?"

"You know it better, Baby. Besides, You will look like you are mine in...