Chapter 118

Abigail nodded in agreement. “I think Simon’s right. A black suit would look amazing, and it’ll go perfectly with the garden setting.”

Liya chimed in with a grin. “And you can’t forget the boutonniere. A white rose, maybe?”

Daniella’s eyes widened with excitement.

“And a shiny tie!”

The room was filled with shared laughter and animated chatter as the discussion turned to Samuel’s suit and the little details that would make the wedding day even more special.

Samuel’s eyes met Abigail’s, a silent understanding passing between them—no matter what they chose, their love and happiness would shine through.

Amidst the joyful banter and laughter, the conversation shifted to the topic of the bride herself—Abigail. Simon leaned back comfortably, a warm smile gracing his lips. “So, Abigail, have you thought about your wedding gown?”

Abigail’s eyes sparkled with excitement as she nodded, her hands fidgeting with a strand of her hair. “Yes, I have. I wan