Mr Proud And Mrs Insensitive – Chapter 21

MR. Proud And Mrs. Insensitive

Husband and wife

A romance novel written by : Pamela James

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© Youngicee stories

Chapter 21

Micheal’s p.o.v

I go into the back to find the lady hanging up the dress Isa loved so much.

“Oh, hello, she just left-”

“Actually, I’m here to buy the dress.” I cut right to the chase.

“Oh, but I thought you were leaving it for another day.”

I shake my head.

“No, I’d like to buy it now.”

“A change of heart,” she smiles.

“She does look very lovely in this.” She says, grabbing the dress.

“Yes… she does.”

We walk up to the cash and I pay for the dress.

Since this is a small family run shop, the dresses here may not last long on the shelves.

I don’t want her to miss out on this dress just because she’s nervous or upset, it’s the one she talked about always wanting – I could tell when she put it on.

It wasn’t cheap but it is a wedding after all, nothing is very cheap about a wedding.

After paying for it, the lady congratulates us on getting engaged and to that I respond with a very quiet thank you and take the dress outside.

While walking to the car with the dress, I realize that we aren’t really engaged.

We never exchanged a ring because neither of us proposed… not properly anyway.

Maybe that’s why she’s so nervous and feels so strange about all of this – none of it is being done the way it should be.

Sure, things can always be changed up but she said she liked traditional weddings – she likes the way it’s always been done.

Perhaps actually being proposed to could make her a bit happier.

I very carefully put the dress in the back, hoping it doesn’t get destroyed back there.

My mother has taken Amanda somewhere else apparently since they aren’t in the car.

I guess she had a hunch about what I was planning to do and didn’t want her seeing – thank you, Mum.

So, I get into the back seat, waiting for them to return.

It doesn’t take long for them to get back and when they do I see that they both have ice cream.

I smile, seeing Amanda’s bright face as she holds two cones in her hands.

One seems to be strawberry and the other one vanilla – my favourite.

My Mum gets into the driver’s seat and turns around to see me with her own ice cream cone in her hand.

“Hope you don’t mind but we were both craving some ice cream so we went to get some. I made sure we brought you back a vanilla cone, your favourite.”

Surprisingly, Amanda gets into the back with me and hands me my slightly melted cone.

“Thank you.” I smile softly.

“No problem! Thank you both for coming with me… I know this was kind of a waste of time but I appreciate it.”

“Every dress you try on is one closer to the one you’ll choose!” My mother smiles to her but then peers back at me with a warmer smile as if telling me I did the right thing.

Seeing how little effort it takes to make Amanda smile, makes me wonder… maybe this could be a special day after all…

Tbc