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Even a pretend dress is still serious.”
    “I’m okay,” I tell them with forced cheerfulness. “There’s a lot of heavy perfume in this room, don’t you think? It’s really triggering my allergies.”
    They nod slowly. I’ve never mentioned allergies before, because I don’t have any. They smile back at me, assuring me they’ll go along with my lie about allergies.
    I can’t tell them that for a moment, I was looking at all the wedding dresses and getting an awful image.
    I could see myself in a dress, alone at the altar. Alone forever.
    It’s such an awful thought. I dab my eyes and blow my nose. I keep looking down at my feet, in their blue shoes. Whenever people back out of a wedding, it’s called cold feet .
    I need to stop wearing these shoes and tempting fate.
    Mrs. Hale returns with dresses in her arms. She’s breathing heavily.
    “Sorry it took me so long,” she wheezes. We wait as she draws another ragged breath and fans her face. “I had to escort some photographers out of the store. Don’t worry. I’ve locked the door. You’re safe in here.”
    My heart starts to race as I imagine the paparazzi outside.
    How could I have been so stupid?
    The taxi driver must have tipped them off. I should have told him to drop me off at a nearby restaurant, not at a bridal shop.
    No wonder he was asking me all those questions about whether or not I was famous.
    Mrs. Hale gives me a nervous look. She’s worried I’ll have her fired.
    “It’s totally my own fault,” I tell the three of them. “My nosy taxi driver must have called in a tip.”
    Someone’s phone starts to ring. It’s my phone, and it’s Dylan calling.
    When I answer, I put on a brave smile so I won’t worry him with nervousness about the photographers in my voice.
    “The beach was boring without you,” he says.
    “Sure it was.” I let out a laugh. “You won’t believe this, but the paparazzi has us trapped. Inside a bridal boutique.”
    “That doesn’t sound so bad. Do they have champagne?”
    I look up at the girls. “I think Riley and Amanda left a few drops.”
    “Did you pick out a dress yet?”
    I answer in a whisper, “No.”
    He growls, “Then we’ll have to get married naked. The whole thing will be naked, and then we’ll throw a blanket on the ground and I’ll take you under the moon… and fireworks.”
    I giggle. “That sounds kind of elaborate.”
    “Are you really trapped inside a store? Like a princess inside a castle?”
    “Yes,” I say, giggling. “That’s exactly what’s happening. Are you my knight in shining armor?”
    “Yes. Here’s my plan. I’ll come pick you up in one hour, then we’ll go home to practice getting married. Naked.”
    “Don’t you dare come here. The photographers will go crazy.”
    “They sure will. And I’ll distract them. Trust me. This is a great plan. Your brave knight won’t let you down.”

Chapter 5
    What do you do when you’re trapped in a bridal boutique?
    You drink champagne and try on dresses.
    Mrs. Hale finally brings me some simple, elegant gowns. She holds them up in front of me, and I actually like what I see in the gilded mirrors.
    The next step is for me to actually try the dresses on. With some reluctance, I do this.
    Most of the dresses are the same size, and they don’t fit my body. These are all samples, because the gowns here are custom made and take weeks to order in.
    I keep trying on dresses, trying to hide my disappointment. Even if I pick one, it will still take weeks and multiple fittings before I have my dress. How could I have thought this was going to be simple? Nothing is ever easy.
    “What about the dress I saw in the window?” I ask Mrs. Hale. “What size is that one?”
    She gives me a suspicious look, like I’m planning to walk out of here today with a sample dress and never come back. That’s exactly what I’m going to do, if the dress fits.
    She doesn’t answer. She just clip-clops out of the showcase room and returns a