Love On Ice: Don’t Leave Me, My Charming Liar

Chapter 444: "Austen is so unreliable," Bonnie muttered as they approached the bridal shop's entrance. Nyla offered a comforting smile. "Emergencies are beyond his control." With a pout and a soft snort, Bonnie expressed her disappointment. "Trying on my wedding dress isn't an everyday event, and he misses it. It's somewhat disappointing." Giving her friend a supportive nudge, Nyla suggested, "Let's head in. I'll take pictures for you. You're going to look stunning." Bonnie had made an appointment a month prior, and the staff welcomed them warmly. "Miss Olson, welcome!

We've set aside all the designs you were interested in," said a staff member, recognizing her immediately. Noticing the staff member's name tag, Nyla saw it read "Lillian Palmer." Bonnie responded with a smile, "Thanks, Lillian. Could you show us the dresses, please?" As they entered, they were greeted by dazzling arrays of wedding dresses in the display windows. Nyla's gaze shifted from side to side, and truthfully, envy was hard to avoid in the presence of such beautiful wedding dresses. She and Ethan had never held a wedding.

They had gotten their marriage certificates and exchanged rings, but that was the extent of their ceremony. Wedding dresses adorned the displays, and the shop buzzed with other customers, mainly young couples, all displaying varied expressions of joy. Nyla trailed behind Bonnie, her smile tinged with contemplation. What significance did a dress hold if the marriage lacked love? Bonnie tried on seven different wedding dresses in rapid succession. Each dress had its own charm, and after some deliberation, they narrowed it down to three favorites. "So, which one should it be?

One of these three?" Bonnie questioned, glancing at the three dresses, including a beautiful fishtail style. The fishtail dress would accentuate her figure nicely, though it might restrict movement a bit. The other options included a strapless dress and one with lace sleeves, each looking like something out of a fairytale. Start your next adventure at gαℓησvℓs․com "Which one do you like best?" Nyla inquired. Bonnie, resting her chin on her hand and pondering deeply, shifted her gaze between the three dresses, feeling as if all were lacking in some way.

"I haven't found quite the right one yet," Bonnie said. Nyla, raising her eyebrows in understanding, suggested, "I get what you mean. Maybe I should suggest someone else?" "Huh?" Bonnie responded, slightly puzzled. "You mentioned making an appointment, so I didn't suggest it earlier, but since these aren't perfect, perhaps another designer could help," Nyla said with a smile. Bonnie's confusion deepened. "Who are you talking about?" Nyla then drove Bonnie to a hidden gem of a place she had discovered only a year earlier. They parked and stepped out.

Bonnie surveyed the somewhat vintage-looking street, feeling a tad overwhelmed. "Where are we?" . . .