Chapter 74

"Let's finish that dress. I'll wear it."

"That one?"

It was Cassion, not Bensi, who asked in surprise.

"Why? Does it look strange? I think it's just lovely."

"It's too big. You're small."

Cassion spread both arms wide, then plopped one hand down right on top of my head.

Says no physical contact with me, and here he is, doing it freely himself.

I brushed Cassion's hand off and asked Bensi,

"I'd like to wear the same design, just in white, a month from now. Would that be possible?"

Cassion looked at me. His eyes were asking whether that was the dress I planned to wear to the engagement ceremony.

"It was my mother's dress. The one she never got to wear before she passed."

A brief explanation, but Cassion nodded and studied the dress more closely.

I turned to Bensi and smiled brightly. Sensing she might refuse, I spoke…