166 There's No Vaccine for Stupidity!

An hour and a half later they were in an upmarket shop, which stored only popular designers' creations. Nothing was below twenty thousand dollars. The Manager of the shop was more than ecstatic to receive the most popular couple of the town. She took them to the most exquisite corner of the shop where only chosen clients were taken. Daryn was made to sit while they tried various gowns on Dawn. Gowns featured floral appliqué, had romantic silhouettes, were sophisticated, had delicate embroidery and dramatic dress trains. 

Daryn was spoilt for choice after Dawn had worn five different gowns. He was confused as hell as to which one to choose because she looked lovely in all. It was more than an hour and he couldn't come to a decision. 

"I like this one," she said pointing to the one that she wore, as she puffed a strand of hair that had fallen over her green eyes in frustration when suddenly she heard a familiar voice.