You had gone out for an event and asked Rhys to stay with both your daughter, Camila. Rhys loved his daughter just as much as he loved you.

You, tired from the day's work, came home to find your 5 year old daughter wearing your wedding gown while Rhys picked her up in his arms.

"Missy, you look adorable. Your mamma would be really-" he was saying to their daughter, when he spotted you. "Hey, honey..." he said, walking over to you with Camila as he saw your eyes tear up.

Camila came over and hugged you. "Mamma, are you mad that I wore your dress?" She asked as she hugged you by the waist.