There was one thing Tina hadn't been given the opportunity to do when she had gotten married to Miguel, look for a wedding dress. She had just worn whatever dress she had worn to the gala that night. She was almost certain it had been thrown out by now, even if it was a favorite of hers.
In a weird turn of events, here she stood looking at wedding dresses with Liam. The man she had seen in her visions of the future, who she hoped at least would be in her future. Sure, they weren't dresses she would normally buy, some were extremely old from the 90's, others from the early 2000's. She found her favorite though, one that was close to something she might actually wear, and feel comfortable in. There were a couple others she took to the dressing room, but after a squeal about how one was completely see-through, she emerged in the gown she loved the most.
Long pink locks fell about her shoulders, and tanned cheeks were slightly pink with a flush. She felt pretty, a feeling she didn't often feel. Her walk was a little more confident as she stepped out of the dressing room, right up to Liam. "We might have to destroy it a bit to make it look like the Bride's dress," she said in a sad tone, unable to picture ruining the gorgeous dress.