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.

called his wife yet since they hadn't collected

she figured she'd better get accustomed

Julian's arm while holding the designer bag he

her documents, phone, car

Julian’s family had immediately provided her

told me to dress

“Me

course! You make the dress look good,” Julian

The soon-to-be newlyweds headed downstairs, chatting and

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

all the family elders gathered there, she quickly let go

gently pulled her hand back, whispering, “The happier we look together, the more it delights my parents.” Since meeting Kiera, Julian’s parents had been beaming constantly, their happiness

a bit embarrassed,” Kiera

but kind and welcoming to her, treating her with warm smiles

her peers showed her respect, acknowledging her

Julian’s family, she still felt a little shy about displaying

reassured her, “Don’t be

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