Chapter 83. Fairytale Prince

Eliana

This can’t be real! This can’t be fucking real! I kept repeating in my head, unable to accept the fact that Scott had just asked me to marry him.

It wasn’t like, will you marry me kind of proposal where you plan the wedding and all. It was a “let’s get married this instant” kind of proposal.

I stood in front of the mirror in the boutique Scott had taken me to, admiring the beauty of the dress I had just put on.

“Do you like it?” The sales associate asked, smiling at my reflection. “It’s like this dress was made for you.”

“I love it.” My smile was so wide my cheeks hurt.

The was below knee length, fitted silhouette, that clung to my curve, a halter neckline with shiny little gems.

I loved how it showed my toned back without showing too much as I wanted to look a little formal. Good thing I needed no bandages for my ribs. I wished I could say the same for my broken arm.

Everything felt unreal, like one of my dreams of the p