As they stopped in front of a shop, the warm glow of string lights illuminated the elegant sign: "Eternal Monts Photo Studio."
A cozy, upscale photo studio with large display windows showcasing frad couples’ portraits, fairy lights draped across the entrance, and a discreet "Open Late" sign flickering softly.
Alex raised an eyebrow. "Here?"
Alicia nodded repeatedly, eyes bright.
"As you wish," Alex said with a smile. "Let’s go then."
They entered the photo studio. The staff greeted them with warm smiles, bowing slightly.
A cheerful attendant approached. "Welco! What kind of photos would you like? We also have dresses and outfits available if needed."
Alicia said confidently, "Where is the section where I can find a bridal gown?"
Alex was surprised for a bit, eyes widening slightly.
But as Alicia looked toward him expectantly, he recovered. "Whatever you want."
The female staff bead and led Alicia to a corner filled with many beautiful wedding dresses—racks upon racks of lace, silk, and satin gowns shimring under spotlights, veils cascading like waterfalls, crystals catching the light.
Among all the options, Alicia clutched Alex’s arm. "Which one?"
Alex looked at all of them carefully, scanning the elegant off-the-shoulder styles, rmaid cuts, and ball gowns.
Then he pointed to one.
A stunning pure white gown with a fitted bodice embroidered with delicate silver thread forming floral patterns, a flowing A-line skirt that cascaded into a subtle train, off-the-shoulder sleeves of sheer lace, a fitted corset back accentuating the waist, and a veil with tiny crystal beads that sparkled like stars. It looked ethereal, tiless, perfect for her.
Alex handed it to her, face slightly flushed.
Alicia smiled. "You really have good taste, don’t you?"
The female staff laughed softly at Alex’s reaction.
"Just try it already, please, and stop embarrassing ," Alex said, looking toward Alicia.
Alicia laughed but headed to the changing room.
Alex waited outside, pacing slightly, heart thumping.
After 20 minutes, Alicia finally ca out.
"You can look now."
She almost took Alex’s breath away.
The wedding dress hugged her figure flawlessly, the white silk contrasting beautifully with her snow-white hair that cascaded in soft waves down her back.
The sapphire-green eyes popped against the gown’s accents, sparkling like gems.
The lace sleeves frad her shoulders delicately, the bodice cinching her waist perfectly, the skirt flowing gracefully with every step, making her look like a vision from a fairy tale—radiant, elegant, utterly srizing.
Alex beca completely srized, staring at her for long monts without saying a word, mouth slightly open.
Suddenly, Alicia’s voice snapped him out of his daze.
Smiling and smug, she said, "I was about to ask you how I look, but it looks like I finally got my answer."
Alex was lost for words. After a few seconds, he whispered in her ear, "You look breathtaking."
Even though she tried to maintain her cool, Alicia’s face beca red as a tomato, a satisfying smile blooming on her lips.
Suddenly, the staff approached.
"Sir, madam, are you ready for the picture?"
Alicia nodded. "Yes."
Suddenly Alex interrupted her. "Wait—don’t I also have to get changed?"
Alicia fixed his tie gently, fingers lingering. "No, you look handso enough in this outfit. So let’s take it as it is."
Alex grinned. "Well, you’re right about that. Let’s go."
The staff showed them the way to the studio—a beautifully lit room with backdrops, softbox lights, and a professional cara setup.
The photographer, a middle-aged woman with sharp eyes, saw them both and froze.
"Oh my... are they angels in human skin or what?"
She beca dazed just looking at them, cara forgotten in her hands.
Then she snapped out of it, slapping her cheeks. "Snap out of it!"
She directed, "Get ready!"
They posed for the photos.
First photo: Alicia and Alex kissing on the lips—tender, eyes closed, his hand cupping her cheek, her arms around his neck, veil framing them softly.
Next: Alex kissing her cheek gently, her smiling up at him with adoring eyes.
Next: Alex carrying Alicia in his arms bridal-style, her head on his shoulder, laughing joyfully, his strong hold making her feel safe.
More poses followed in detail.
Next was them with foreheads touching, hands intertwined on her waist, gazing into each other’s eyes intensely.
Another: Alicia playfully feeding Alex an imaginary bite, both laughing mid-motion.
Another one: back-to-back, arms crossed confidently, smirking at the cara like powerful partners.
Another one: sitting on a velvet chaise, her head on his lap, him stroking her hair tenderly.
They kept taking photos for half an hour straight as Alicia demanded.
They both looked so happy in every shot—genuine smiles, sparkling eyes, natural chemistry lighting up the fra.
The photographer kept snapping away. "I’ll never get another chance like this!"
They finally ended it.
As they walked back to the car, now changed into her previous clothes, Alicia hugged the thick envelope of printed photos tightly.
Alex said, "Huh. Do you really want that many?"
"Yes," Alicia replied. "I wanted even more... but maybe next ti."
Alex sighed and smiled, seeing her so happy.
As they walked toward the car under the streetlights, suddenly Alicia said, "Let’s do it."
Confused, Alex asked, "Do what?"
She pointed toward a luxurious hotel visible just a short distance away—a grand marble façade, fountains lit gold, valets waiting.
Realizing the aning, Alex was shocked for a bit, eyes widening.
He looked toward her, fixing a stray hair behind her ear gently. "Alicia..."
He continued softly, "As I have told you before, I will co back. So don’t worry. I’m not going to disappear forever, okay?"
Alicia’s expression strained. "Then what’s wrong now?"
"Don’t tell you aren’t sure if you’ll co back or not."
Alex fell silent.
Alicia’s voice sharpened. "You’re not sure, are you? I figured."
She grabbed Alex’s hands forcefully and started dragging him toward the hotel.
"Alicia, wait a bit," Alex protested. "At least hear out."
"I’ve heard enough," she snapped. "We are going to spend the night together, and that’s it. End of story."
"But—"
Alicia suddenly lashed out, squeezing his hand hard. "BUT what?"
"I’m not going to rember it anyway. So what are you so afraid of?"
Suddenly Alex said in a loud voice, startling her, "YOU WILL NOT REMBER, BUT I WILL, ALRIGHT!"
"And I just can’t do it knowing that the person I like doesn’t even rember anymore. And the ti I spent with her."
"Don’t think it’s easy for just because I always wear a big goofy smile, you know.
I also get scared... okay."
"Because yes, I am not fully sure what’s going to happen."
"And if sothing does go wrong, it will all just make it harder for ... to let it all go."
Alicia looked toward Alex as a tear fell from his eye.
She hugged him tightly.
"Please let have this one, Alex," she whispered. "Because I know for sure there will not be anyone else after you. And I’m sure of it."
"Nobody will be able to take your place."
"So please... let win this ti."
Alex looked toward the hotel, just a few ters away. He took a deep sigh and opened his mouth to answer.
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