Renia's POV. "I don't think there is any difference between this one and the other one," Raphael commented staring at the dress I was putting on. We have been at this for over thirty minutes and I am yet to pick out a dress. It is either too short, too tight, too revealing, or too something. I didn't think he would be so picky when I asked him to go shopping with me but he is picky as hell. "No, it is obviously different. That was a flared gown and this is just straight." I told him sending him a playful glare. I was enjoying this more than I should be. I think it has to do with the fact that he wasn't outrightly ignoring me. He had something to say about every dress and while some of his comments were unorthodox and annoying as hell, I still liked it. "Whatever. It is still not it." He said and I must agree with him on this one. The dress was too itchy and I felt the urge to rip it off with my hands. "I will be right back," I told him and walked back to the dressing room. I remov
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