Clara's pov.

"Is that everything, Madam?" My wedding dress designer inquires.

Going over our list one last time, I nod. "That's everything. Thank you for your time"

Exiting the wedding boutique, I climbed onto my car; heading straight to work.

It's been a month now and the wedding preparations were getting closer. After what had happened with Violet and Joe, I was very convinced that Donald truly loved me and not Violet.

And that made me decide to come clean with Donald.

Pulling out my phone, I put a call through to Donald. "Hello?"

"Yeah? Is everything alright, Clara?"

"Yeah. I'm actually on my way to work right now and...