Arriving at the dressing room, Fernando was already sitting waiting for her. Bowing gently, she greeted him and went to sit on the couch, away from him.
The room grew silent as both wouldn't talk to each other and kept on flipping through magazines. Suzanna and the governess didn't like the awkwardness, so they dragged Phillip out with them, leaving them both to wait for the seamstress.
"Where is the seamstress?" When they got outside, the governess asked Phillip wondering why she wasn't in the room yet. She should have been there before anyone, why did they have to wait for her?
"She called in about a delay and should be here in the next 15 minutes." Phillip relayed and they both sighed in relief.
Back inside the dressing room.
"I am guessing Luna likes the wedding hall decoration?" Striking a conversation, Fernando asked.
"Yes, I do Alpha, thanks for hiring professionals." She said and thanked him.
