Xavier

As Alice walked up to me, I remained still, my eyes fixed on her. Even without the wedding dress, she radiated a captivating aura. My chest fluttered, and I felt lost in thought.

She tapped me gently on the shoulder, breaking the spell. "Xavier, are you alright?" she asked, concern etched on her face.

I swallowed hard, composing myself. "I guess so," I replied, my voice low.

She smiled. "We aren't done here, right? Because you need to wear the—"

"Yeah. I'll go put it on right now," I interrupted, nodding.

With the staff's assistance, I headed to the dressing room. Moments later, I emerged, dressed in the tailored...