Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Natalie looked dazzling in her bridesmaid gown. Her white dress draped her figure delicately as the train of her gown swished with elegance. It looked almost exactly like an actual wedding gown, save for the fact that it was missing a bridal veil.

Shane could imagine just how perfect and gorgeous she would be when she dons a wedding gown.

Natalie could feel a scorching gaze boring holes into her. She cocked her head and looked up cautiously towards the crowd, only to meet Shane’s unwavering set of eyes.

Under his intent gaze, a hint of embarrassment made its way to her face. She hastily shot a brief smile at him and turned away her head, avoiding his gaze.

Young ladies at the wedding swarmed forward in no time, each eager to catch the bouquet from the bride.

Natalie sat at her place, looking at the exhilarated guests with a composed smile on her face.

“Not interested?” Stanley came over.

“Nah, I’ll pass. I don’t think I’ll get it anyway,” Natalie replied, shaking her head slightly.

Stanley looked at the mass of girls encircling the bride and shook his head in resignation. “I’d definitely go over if men were allowed to participate, then you’ll be the next lucky girl to get married,” he paused, giving her a once-over as he adjusted the frame of the spectacles sitting atop his nose bridge. His eyes sparkled as he continued, “Speaking of which, you really do look like a bride today.”

“Really?” Natalie raised her brows, looking down at her dress.

you do.” Stanley nodded and

to thank him, however, the crowd roared in excitement, and the pair shifted their gaze to scan the scene. The bride had

past them and dropped right

was totally shocked when the bouquet landed on him

the scene that had just unfolded

that the bouquet would land

silence as well. However, as she looked at how stoned Shane appeared, she couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

laughter echoed out loud and broke the awkward silence within

everyone was thinking if the bride should toss the bouquet again,

created a pathway for him as

whatsoever, Shane came right up to her, ignored her look of confusion, and

froze on her lips as she looked at him

Stanley eyed Shane

disregarded his glare and stuffed the bouquet into Natalie’s hands. “I don’t know any

around and left without waiting

to her senses and called

smile played on Shane’s lips as he walked away

to turn out like this. Somehow, the bouquet still came to her, although she did not want it. She fondled the delicate flowers in