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Chiara

I am expecting the party to be grand. Pero nalula pa din ako on how grand it is.

Ate Yejin took a week off to prepare. Bukod pa yun sa initial preparations niya with a party organizer. I realize it when I saw the pile of invitations inside her room. From my old highschool friends, to her highschool and college friends, to almost all people within Santa Isabel and even some from San Juan, our neighboring town.

I have a damn feeling this isn't just an normal 60th birthday splash.

The party was set to start at 7PM.

6PM, people started to come in.

Kumatok si Ate Yejin sa pinto and only took a while before it opened. I gasp on how stunning she is.

A halter black chiffon dress na lampas tuhod, but the inner skirt was very short, only another layer of lace skirt covering it making her look damn sexy. Nakahapit yun sa balingkinitan niyang katawan. She is wearing a stilleto, pero hindi ganun kataas since she is the host of the party, malamang pulikat ang aabutin niya kalalakad the whole night. With the setup outside, hula ko nasa 400-500 ang magiging guest count. Her make up was very light, only the prominent red lips could be the sign na may make up siya. She is smiling dearly at me.

"Bakit hindi ka pa nakabihis? Visitors are pouring in. Madami ng naghahanap sayo sa baba."

Of course, people will look for me. My dad's trophy child.

"Magbibihis na ako ate. I'll join you in a bit." Ate left my room and I was left alone contemplating.

How to face people downstairs after 5 years of being away from home. What to wear? What to do? Inigo.

It's been a week since I last saw him and I hate to admit it. I missed him a bit.

No Chiara. You missed him badly. Even seeing him in my dreams.

I ransacked my closet immediately. Luckily, Charles packed up a few decent dress inside my luggage.

I slipped myself inside a turtle neck sleeveless pencil cut dress. In a freaking nude color. No flesh is shown at front, but it was bare at the back. One big circle cut at the back, requiring me not to wear brassiere. Luckily it had paddings at front. On a quick glance, It looked like I am not wearing anything since the dress camouflaged on my skin.

Charles and his exquisite taste.

I undo my wavy hair and let it flow freely on my shoulders, I shove it at front, sayang naman yung sexy back style ng damit if it will be covered by my hair. I complement it with white pump heel. I whisked my vanilla scent perfume, my eyes worked on its own with my naturally long curled eyelashes, put on a nude colored  lipstick and I am set.

Gorgeous. Maglaway ka diyan Inigo.

Fuck Chiara, you did not dress up for him.

Lumabas na ako ng kwarto and blended with the guests downstairs. And as expected, a lot of eyes were on me. Most were appalled. Some were envy. Others were lustful.

Alam ko naman na maganda ako. Di ko lang masyadong ipinagsisigawan. And even tonight I did not exert too much effort, people still looked at me as if I was a supermodel ready to take the rampway.

Lumapit sa akin si Ate, teasing me. "God Chiara. Mapapagod ako tonight kakabigay ng pangalan mo sa tao. Look at the people around."

I chuckled at her. "You can just hold the mic and introduce me publicly. Not that hard ate." Tumawa kami pareho.

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