The first thing that came to Arianne’s mind was, “Why? You’re planning a wedding between you and Robin?”
Sylvain smiled cryptically and danced around the answer. “Ask me no questions, mate. Just be my co-conspirator.”
Arianne deliberately turned her eyes away from the magazine. “Nope, you can’t make me unless you tell me what this is for. You can’t afford to not get my opinion, right? We women know each other the best, pal, which means anything you pick for Robin might not hit her sweet spot. Am I right?”
“Alright, alright! Sheesh, it’s true, okay?” Sylvain relented. “Remember how Robin asked for nothing when we married? Lately, I’ve been thinking about it, and I’ve come to the conclusion that you just gotta have an actual wedding, you know? It’s the kind of thing that usually happens only once in a lifetime, quite a pity if a pretty lady never got to put on a gorgeous bridal gown at least once in her life, man. Sometimes, skipping the ceremonial trappings isn’t always the right call.”
His words reminded Arianne of herself and she wondered if it truly was a pity not to get dolled up in a bridal gown once in a woman’s life. Her mind reeled to the moment when she witnessed Tiffany in her wedding gown, and, if she had to be frank with herself, felt a faint pang of jealousy. Her friend had looked so, so beautiful that day—
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