In reality, Sabrina harbored reservations about bridal shoots, finding them both physically taxing and financially unrewarding, which she subtly communicated to her assistant.

Bettie, mindful of Sabrina's pregnancy and her need to avoid stress, reassured Sabrina's assistant, "We've got two days! Plus, I absolutely adore Ms. Chavez's photography style and won't be fussy, so it should be quick. And I'm more than willing to double the rate! Please, her work means so much to me!"

A few moments later, Sabrina's assistant's reply came through, bearing welcome news. “Ms. Chavez has agreed. Come to the studio at 8 in tomorrow morning to sign the contract and finalize the details. You'll need to bring your own outfits for the shoot."

"Great, that's amazing! Thank you!" Bettie texted, grinning.

Lance, catching sight of Bettie smiling like the cat who ate the canary, couldn't help but raise an intrigued eyebrow. “What's up? What's got you so happy?"

“Sabrina agreed to our photo shoot. We're heading to the studio first thing tomorrow morning."

"Oh." Lance nodded nonchalantly and then pointed at a box set. "What do you think about this color?"

“Looks good," Bettie affirmed, selecting a few sets before turning to Lance with an excited gleam in her eye. “Let's swing by some bridal shops nearby and rent a couple of dresses for tomorrow's shoot."

Surprised by the sudden urgency, Lance raised a questioning eyebrow.

“Why the rush? Don't you want to take your time choosing?"

"It's just for..." Bettie's words trailed off as she glanced at the nearby sales assistant. "For the wedding photos, it's just about getting some shots. We'll save the hunt for the perfect dress for the actual wedding day itself."

“Fair enough."

The duo made a last-minute visit to a renowned bridal studio.

As they stepped into the elegantly decorated studio, they were greeted by racks of delicate fabrics and intricate designs, captivating the attention of passersby with their exquisite beauty.

The enthusiastic sales associate welcomed them with a warm smile, her keen eye quick to discern that price wasn't their primary concern.

Yet, adhering to protocol, she inquired politely, "May I know your budget, Miss Ramirez? We offer various rental options to suit different preferences."

“Budget's not an issue, but looking at these dresses..." Lance's gaze swept around, his words trailing off meaningfully.

Understanding their appreciation for the finer details, the sales associate flashed a knowing smile and guided them to the second floor.

“Please, follow me."

Ascending to the next level, they were met with a breathtaking sight.