Holly was moved to tears by Sherry's gesture. Unable to reject the older woman, she sat beside her and began to earnestly select a dress.As she preferred a simple and elegant style, she chose a white gown with a slim fit and a long train. It was made of lightweight fabric as white as clouds.Sherry picked up the mouse and asked, "Are you sure you want this one?""Yes, I'm sure. Thank you, Mom.""Alright, then. I'll have someone come to take your measurements. Once we have them, we'll start the dressmaking process tomorrow. It will take quite some time to make the wedding gown.""Okay," Holly replied.While Sherry made a call and summoned her assistant, Holly glanced around the office, which was also Sherry's specious and bright design studio.There were many beautiful wedding gowns displayed on mannequins along the walls.A woman's love for wedding dresses was innate. Even Holly couldn't help but walk over to them.The impact of seeing the actual dresses was much greater than
After changing, Holly walked out of the fitting room. Maria helped her get her measurements and was thorough with her job. After that, Holly sat on the couch and started scrolling on her phone. While in the fitting room earlier, she'd taken a few pictures of herself in the wedding dress. She wanted to keep the prettiest picture as a remembrance, but she looked beautiful in all of them. She didn't have it in her to delete them. Bryce glanced sideways at her and smiled. "Since you like them all so much, you should just do a bridal photo shoot." Holly looked up at him from her phone, surprised. It was a divorce she was going to get. What was the purpose of getting a bridal photo shoot? Bryce reached out to ruffle her hair. "Go for one if you wish to. Don't overthink things," he said. "It's the weekend tomorrow. I'm free in the afternoon. I'll pick you up after I'm done with work."Sherry approached Holly with a glass of milk and handed it to her. "The studio next to our
Samantha's feet were rooted to the ground. She glowered at Holly for a long time before finally deciding to leave the dressing room. When her makeup was done, Holly went to the waiting area where Bryce was waiting for her. However, when she reached the place, she saw Samantha sitting beside him and clinging to him with a smile. She was talking to him with her voice lowered. It was as if the two of them were really close. Holly couldn't hear what they were talking about since she was quite far from them. Her heart dropped, and she quickened her footsteps as she headed their way. Samantha saw her coming and purposely raised her voice to say, "Bryce, aren't you and Holly getting a divorce soon? Why is she still pestering you for a bridal photo shoot?" "I'm the one who wants it taken," said Bryce indifferently. Samantha almost choked on herself. "But I thought you didn't like taking photos." She'd asked him to take pictures together in the past, but he'd always refused an
Holly looked up at him, her pretty eyes gazing deeply into Bryce's.Bryce was always so full of himself. It wasn't every day she got to hear him say something like that. How could she not fall for him? She liked him so much! If she really had to point out something about him that she disliked, it was his short temper. However, he'd been holding his temper back plenty of times around her since last year. Another thing she didn't like about him was that ex-girlfriend of his. Still, he'd been taking her side lately. Ever since she told him she wasn't happy with Samantha, he'd kept his distance from her. Holly's resolve dwindled. She was about to answer his question with a "yes", but someone knocked on the door. The door opened, and in came a young woman who seemed to be the receptionist. "Ms. Sinclair, someone called you using the landline," she said. Holly had put her phone in the locker in the fitting room downstairs when she changed into the gown. "Sorry," she told
Holly wanted to push the umbrella to Bryce's side again, but he gently grabbed her hand and said, "I'm a man. It doesn't matter if I get caught in the rain. However, you're a young lady. You can't catch a cold."Then, Holly felt like crying. She grabbed Bryce's arm and didn't let go. She held on to Bryce until they arrived at the hospital ward. Later on at night, Holly helped Winona wash up. When she saw Winona's wrinkled skin, she felt terrible. Her grandparents, Winston and Winona, had taken care of her when she was young, so Holly was closer to Winona than Priscilla. During nighttime, she lay beside Winona and hugged her from behind. Winona used to be strong and tall long ago, but she had turned skinny and weak.After the checkup she did a few days ago, they discovered that her organs were aging. Moreover, her kidney, which was replaced three years ago, was in bad shape. The doctors didn't dare to operate on Winona because the risks were too high. So, her days were n
After carrying Holly to the parking lot, Bryce opened the car door with one hand and placed her in the passenger seat. Holly was crying furiously, and she seemed to be beside herself with grief. Anyone would feel upset when they saw her. Then, Bryce helped her buckle the seatbelt before he hugged her. He quietly said, "Hang on there. I'll send you to the hospital immediately."Meanwhile, Holly couldn't register what he was saying. She only thought, "Grandma! Grandma is dead."Winona was gone. Bryce drove rapidly to the hospital. When they arrived at their destination, Bryce got out of the car and opened the door. On the other hand, Holly got out of the car and almost fell because her legs were too weak. Therefore, Bryce held her in his arms and quickly strode to the inpatient department.Once they arrived at the hospital ward, they saw Priscilla sobbing into her hands. Winona was lying on the bed. There was a white blanket covering her face. It seemed as if the wor
Under the lights in the room, Holly looked as pale as ivory. Her downcast eyes were filled with palpable sorrow and grief. She had become inhumanly thin. She knelt in front of Winona's coffin, unmoving, looking frail under the lights.During these few days, Bryce's heart ached for her more than any other time. Many years later, this image of Holly would stay in his mind, and his heart would ache every time he remembered it. …In the yard, a rude relative named Miriam Saxon came over and said to Priscilla, "Your son-in-law's legs look perfectly fine. I heard before that he was disabled and wheelchair-bound, though."Priscilla knew that they all laughed at her behind her back because she had sold her daughter to an invalid for money. She gave Miriam a sideways look with her red, swollen eyes. "My son-in-law just happened to be injured. He recovered a year ago."Miriam pursed her lips. "Really? That's a quick recovery.""Of course! He's favored by God."Miriam chuckled. She
Holly watched the hearse until it disappeared from her sight. She cried until she lost her voice. On the way back, she kept throwing up. Bryce wiped the vomit from her lips and reassured her gently. She could hear his voice in her ears, but she failed to hear clearly what he was saying. She just knew that the person on the hearse was Winona, who was going to be cremated in flames.She would lose Winona once and for all. She would no longer have a grandmother. After Winona was cremated, her remains were delivered back to them. The day her remains were to be buried, the sky was dark and cloudy, and it was drizzling. The wind blew on the muddy paths. It was so cold that they shivered. Bryce helped Holly along as they went to the forest of willow trees behind the village with Priscilla and her other relatives. They were going to bury Winona's remains beside Winston's. It was dark and gloomy inside the forest, and it was freezing cold even during the day. Winston was buried