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.

being called his wife yet since

she'd better get accustomed

smile, Kiera confidently took Julian's arm while holding the designer

held her documents, phone, car keys,

provided her with a car to make

to dress

“Me or

the dress look good,”

chuckled, “You're hilarious.” The soon-to-be newlyweds headed downstairs,

with his uncles, aunts, and a few of his peers, were waiting on

all the family elders gathered there, she

“The happier we look together, the more it delights my parents.” Since meeting Kiera, Julian’s parents had

bit embarrassed,” Kiera

nothing but kind and welcoming to her,

her peers showed her respect, acknowledging her as

had a very positive impression of Julian’s family, she still felt a little

her, “Don’t be

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