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.

Stanley nodded

thank him, however, the crowd roared in excitement, and the pair

past them and dropped right into one

was totally shocked when the bouquet

ladies were shocked by the scene that

would they have expected that the bouquet would land in the arms of a

into laughter. She tried her best to keep it in,

laughter echoed out loud and broke the

bouquet again, Shane strode towards

him as he

no hindrance whatsoever, Shane came right up to her, ignored her look of confusion, and pushed the flowers toward her. “This is

froze on her lips as she looked at him with her eyes

her, Stanley eyed Shane like a

Natalie’s hands. “I don’t know any of the ladies here, so

and left without waiting for a

senses and called out from behind, “Thank you, Mr.

subtle smile played on Shane’s lips as

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