“Oh, sure. Let me know if you need any assistance,” the shop manager replied to me with a polite smile.
After the manager and the other staff took their leave, I turned to face Hayden once more. Maybe if we talked, I could get his view on what he was looking for or if there were any issues that he could see.
“Umm…guess you didn’t like any of the dresses? Is there something that you have in mind?” I asked softly as I stood in front of him.
Hayden looked up at me and his eyes were a little cold and emotionless.
“Which dress do you like?” he asked.
Well, they all looked fine except for a few that were too heavy and too extravagant for my tastes but all in all any of them would work fine for me.
“I think they’re all fine. They’re all beautiful so…” I replied softly.
“Exactly. They all look decently the same. You’re the one who will be wearing the dress and even you don’t have a preference. How do you expect me to have a preference?” Hayden asked rhetorically.
