Alicia stepped out of the changing room, wearing a white gown. As she made her way out, the gown fluttered flawlessly with her movement. She was on cloud nine as she had never expected that she would be choosing a wedding gown one day.
Merrily she stood in front of Carl, Ivan, and Ethen who was seated on the couch. Ethen was fascinated seeing her in a white dress. He was not able to take his eyes off her.
“What do you think about this?” she questioned placing her hand on her hips and waited for their comments.
“Um…” Carl got on his feet and circled her carefully glancing at her.
Getting no response from him, she questioned knitting her brows, “is there a problem?”
“I think this is too ordinary,” Carl replied, scratching his chin, and then he turned to Ethen. “What do you say, Ethen?”
