Julian typically wore black clothes year-round.

While he did own a few white suits, he rarely wore them.

Today, however, was special.

He and Kiera were getting their marriage certificate, so he chose a white suit to symbolize purity.

Emotionally, Julian was pure—his feelings as pristine as snow.

Kiera admired him and said, “You're not ugly at all.

You look even more handsome than usual.

I rarely see you in a white suit, and now you seem like a fairytale prince—my prince.” Julian smiled warmly, “Yes, I’m your prince, only yours.

And you look amazing in red.

I should've bought a red suit to match.” He was slightly disappointed that he didn't own a red suit.

Kiera blushed a little.

to being called his wife

she'd better get accustomed

Kiera confidently took Julian's arm while holding the designer bag he

her documents, phone,

Julian’s family had immediately provided her with a car to

me to

responded, “You look great.” “Me or the dress?” Kiera

course! You make the dress look good,” Julian

hilarious.” The soon-to-be newlyweds headed downstairs,

along with his uncles, aunts, and a few of his peers, were

elders gathered there, she quickly let go of

together, the more it delights my parents.” Since meeting Kiera,

bit

had been nothing but kind and welcoming to her, treating her with warm smiles

respect, acknowledging her as their

felt a little shy about displaying affection

her, “Don’t be

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