Chapter 8

Kyle set down the magazine and walked over to help her adjust the veil.

"It's just a dress.She's away on a business trip.She won't find out."

"Besides,the ceremony didn't even happen yesterday.

There's no use keeping this dress anyway."

"If you like it,wear it.

I'll have the staff alter the measurements to yours right now."

I stood outside the glass window,watching this scene quietly.

The cramping in my stomach grew more intense,but I didn't even furrow my brow.

I pushed the boutique door open,the wind chimes above ringing out a crisp melody.

A staff member came forward to greet me,and Kyle turned his head at the sound.

The moment he saw me,the smile froze on his face.

Elara turned pale with fright,instinctively clutching the fabric at her chest.

"S-Selene...what are you doing here?"

Kyle quickly regained his composure and closed the distance between us in a few strides.

"Weren't you leaving for your trip?What are you doing near the hospital?"

He glanced at the pharmacy bag in my hand,frowning slightly.

"Are you sick?"

"No,just picking up some medicine for a colleague."

I hid the bag behind my back.

"Oh."

He didn't question it.He glanced back at Elara,his tone turning somewhat unnatural.

"Elara said she wanted to see what wearing a gown felt like,so I brought her to take a look."

"You're not going to wear this dress anyway,so what's the big deal if she borrows it?"

His tone was defensive,as if he feared I might suddenly snatch the dress away.

I looked at the dress stretching out of shape on her and nodded calmly.

"Sure.She can keep it."