TW // SEXUAL ASSAULT
"This one is also nice, but the design is just too common," Sasha suggested while going through the different designs of my gown selection.
She was looking at the design that I first chose. It was a studded, white, flowy, gown. It has a deep neckline and had thin straps. The design of this gown is very detailed.
I chose it first because I figured that it would hug my body well and show my natural curves.
Sasha isn't wrong though. It was very common. Baka may makapareho ako ng suot sa event.
I showed her another design that I liked. It was also very nice, one of my favorite designs. It's dark blue and this time it was strapless, the ends of the tube had a pointed design. It also has a long slit in front and a pocket! A gown with a pocket!
"This gown screams power! I like it, this will suit you for sure," she commented. She was discussing accessories that I can pair with the gown and even recommended make-up artists that she knew. I just listened to her while browsing through the designs.
Until there was one design that caught my eye, I couldn't imagine myself not wearing it. It was just perfect... like it was made for me.
I squealed and showed the design to Sasha.
"Ooh, edgy! I like it too, you can work this way better than the other one," she said as she examined the design.
I stopped looking for another design because my heart was overflowing with content when I saw it. Sasha and I discussed a few more about the shoes that I can wear and that would fit with the look, make-up style that I should request to the make-up artist, and the clutch and accessories I should wear.
She was really of great help.
"I think you've got it already! Own that event, T! Call me if anything comes up," she said as she fixed her things and walked back to her car.
"Thank you," I said with a genuine smile when she looked at me before entering her car. She was with a driver when she came here.
About what she said on the phone call... she had dinner with Asher yesterday with their family. She and Asher's family already worked things out but her family was really stubborn about their situation so she still had to enroll in a course she doesn't know anything about.
I pity her a lot but I can't do anything about it. I have no right in meddling with any of what's happening with her family.
I fixed the paper scattered on the table where we sat and went straight to my room. I also asked Yonna if the design was okay and she agreed with me. She also suggested some hairstyles that I can request from the hairstylist.
After that, I forwarded the design to the designer. I received a feedback agad right after I sent it. Turns out, the design wasn't supposed to be included there but they still agreed to make it for me.
I decided to fix the requirements for the car that my father was offering. The car will be transferred under my name so I had to prepare different personal documents.
I had enough of it already so I decided to lay down.
I rested for a while when I heard a rapid knock on my door. I stood up and opened the door, thinking that it was some kind of an emergency, and saw that it was Kingsley.
"Libre mo 'ko," bungad n'ya sa'kin at pinagbagsakan ko s'ya ng pinto.
Bakit ba ito kapatid ko, Ma?

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