Emma decided that today she'd spoil you on her day off, so she took you shopping. She loved the smile on your face, but she hated to hold all the damn bags.

You told her that this was the last store. She sat down on the bench in the changing room as she waited for you. She scrolled on her phone to keep her busy.

You walk out in a dress that hugged your figure in surreal way.

Emma was in awe. She wanted to tell you how good you look, but she stuttered. "Y- you... I... wh-..."