LAURA'S POV

The next morning, I woke up to a thank you note from Bryan. He had left early for something important but mentioned that I should prepare for a date that evening.

As the evening approached, I took a shower, changed, and walked back into our room, only to find Bryan staring at me with a deep frown.

"What are you wearing?" he asked, his voice laced with disapproval.

"A dress," I replied, confused, as I turned to check my outfit in the mirror. It was a gorgeous red dress with strings at the back. The dress hugged me in all the right places and ended just before my...