Nobody Loved Me Like You Do

💋CHAPTER 1💋

Kashmere Lynn's POV

In the changing room, I place my hands atop the table, growling as the clothing boutique assistant tries to zip up the slider at the back of my dress.

"Ma'am, you're as big as a whale," the lady comments, biting her bottom lip as she endeavors to pull the zip up.

I suck in my stomach, hoping It would get through but my efforts go in vain when the zip slider snaps out. The lady stares at it in her fingers with her mouth a fraction wide.

Earlier on, before the above transpired, I was busy working at the dry cleaner. Clad in the laundry attendant apparel, I sauntered towards the laundry table with folded linen in my hands and placed them atop it.

Giselle asked me to fill in for her while she was away, gallivanting with her 71 year old sugar daddy and I, of course as an amazing friend couldn't deny.

Wearing jeans and a white blouse, Giselle walked in through the doors with a bright toothy smile that lit up the entire room.

"Guess what," she sing songed. "Tomorrow evening is the exclusive business event for the ultra wealthy of course and he wants me to attend with him," she added.

"Wow. congrats," I congratulated impassively as I threw laundry into the washing machine.

"And guess what else". Giselle leaned in. "he said you can come along with".

"What! Are you serious?" I asked nonplussed as I made my way towards Giselle, who was on the other side.

"Yes bitch," she replied

We both screeched and jumped when I suddenly came to a halt.

"But I don't have anything to wear," I said.

"Ugh," she face palmed, her curly blonde hair shaked in its wake. "He said he will cover the bill". She slapped my shoulder and we began to caper in excitement.

"Okay, so we have plenty of time". Giselle gestured as she spoke. "We can begin dress shopping today. There's going to be a lot of wealthy men and maybe you can find yourself a sugar daddy," she nudged me.

"I don't think that's necessary". I hugged myself, rubbing the spot she nudged me on.

"Whatever. What are we waiting for? We should go now," the blonde insisted.

"No, we can't. Charvelle will not be pleased if I abscond work. I'm not willing to risk my job. I have bills and children to feed," I whined.

"Kash, you don't have kids," Giselle rolled her eyes.

"I do. My belly is my child. I need to feed it". I pouted.

"I swear to God Kash, all you ever think about is food. Soon enough, you won't be able to fit through the door," Giselle jested.

She proceeded, "Why do you even love this shithole of a job so much? Charvelle is away on vacation. She wouldn't notice that we're gone for a day".

"Fine. But I swear if I get fired, you will have to convince your sugar daddy to support my lifestyle," I jested as I took off my attendant outfit, leaving me with a dark blue jean that accentuated my curves.

The midday sun hit us when we got out of the door. We got into a cab that took us to our destination.

Upon arrival, we got out and walked into a boutique where multiple colored dresses hanged from racks but the store was free from customers.

"This is my favourite store, their dresses are remarkable," Giselle complimented as I pulled a dress from the rack.

"I bet their prices are remarkable as well," I sarcastically commented as I checked the price tag which had never ending zeroes. Okay, maybe I am exaggerating but the point is, it was worth more than my wages put together in one year.

I let go of the dress and stalked over to the others. Giselle held and admired a tight, red slitted dress. She looked over at me and asked, "what do you think?"

"I think it's gorgeous," I responded.

"I know," she nodded her head. "I am going for classy yet sexy".

A formally dressed lady came forward and asked if we needed assistance.

"Uh yea. I would like to try this one on," Giselle said.

"Perfect. It's one of the latest editions that have been designed. It comes with golden platform heels that we could pair with," the lady suggested.

"Yea yea. Thats fine," she responded and another lady led her into the changing room.

"How about you? Anything that has tickled your fancy? I descried you taking a look at a certain dress earlier on, would you like to try it on?" The lady asked me.

"Uh no," I denied. I didn't want to make Giselle's sugar daddy to pay for something as expensive as that one.

"Why not? I highly suggest you do so," the lady insisted. Having given in, I accepted. I now stand in the changing room where the beginning transpired.

All the dresses in this store are meant for skinny girls. There are only a few dresses that are closer to my size but I can't fit any.

"It's fine. It's totally fine," the assistant assures. "We can take your measurements and make adjustments. Although I have to say, it's quite pricey. How urgently do you need this?"

"By tomorrow. I'm supposed to attend an event in the evening," I reply.

"Don't worry, with our dedicated staff, we will be done in no time. All you will have to do is provide your address and it will be delivered right at your doorstep," the lady says.

"Sure," I agree.

I can't explain the excitement that is bubbling inside of me. Tonight, I will have to take an early nap because tomorrow will be a whole new exhilarating day.

A/N: Thank you for making it til the end of this chapter. Don't be afraid to give your feedback about the book whether it be on the grammar or storyline etc. There is a lot of room for improvement.