"Let's go." Holly Wyatt walked over to Gina Gable and handed her a glass of warm milk.
Gina's hand trembled, and the phone she'd been using to report in dropped onto her lap.
Holly gave her a strange look. "What's wrong? Did I startle you?"
Gina chuckled sheepishly, put her phone away, and took a sip of the milk. "No, not at all. Let's go change into our gowns, then."
Holly nodded.
"Gina?" Holly looked up, her eyes landing on the brand name overhead—Liyang Bridal Gown.
"This is the 'gown' you were talking about?" Holly pointed at the sign. "Do you all wear wedding dresses for your TV station interviews?"
Gina's lips twitched as she tried to come up with an excuse. "Who says a bridal shop only sells wedding dresses?"
"Oh." Holly tilted her head, pointing through the floor-to-ceiling window at Hugh Wyatt, who was inside wearing a suit. "Shouldn't Hugh be at his graduation ceremony right now? What's he doing in a bridal shop? I don't think he even has a girlfriend, right?"
