The Diamond Stealer

The Diamond

Pov petra .

Yura was very anger after what happened in the store , she was complaining to oliver at phone and was also mad at me because of that dress thing happened. , I jut hope that designer doesn't loose his jod or get in trouble. He maybe angry well why wouldn't be , yura literally ruined the dress which he has worked for five years .

I still can't believe that the beautiful dress was based on me . I blushed so hard that I was was visible to yura and she was giving me side eyes.  It was so beautiful, it's everything was beautiful and the man who made it was scary, I didn't see him properly because of the crowd but his voice was sure scary but his work is fabulous. I never meet this guy . Where did he saw me . Oh silly me , I know my memory sucks . Why did he based that wedding dress on me . No other designers do that or they do? I think they do but on celebrities. Who would have thought that a dress that was made by THE designer was based on me . I am so happy that I couldn't help it but smile . For the first time in forever I felt special and it was form a stranger.

"You are getting to happy about the humiliation that happened to me today because of you " yura scoffed .

"No ! It's not about you , I actually feel bad about what happened today and that you couldn't find your the dress , I was just smiling because of- " I stopped because I did knew what to say .

"Because that expensive and prettiest dress made by the most expensive desinger ever existed in fashion industry was based on you " yura completed the sentence. I couldn't lie so I just looked down .

"Look petra , if that dress was based on you that doesn't mean that there isn't more dresses like that , they will be plenty more dress like that actually the same dress in different size . I will get it tomorrow don't worry " yura smiled softly.

After she dropped me home , I walking in with my head down and Yura's words echoing in my head , that dress did made feel special and unique because that dress was very pretty comparing to every dress I have ever seen . Yura is right if that dress exists then alot of size in it would exist . I suddenly broke out of my thoughts when a cup broke right in front of me making me flinch . I looked at the dinning table where my whole family was sitting. I gulped hard. What did I do know ? .

"Petra , you are such a Jinx" my mother growled.

"What happened mom " I asked in low voice receiving a slap on my face. 

"It's MRS JACKSON for you " my mother growled making me flinch.

"I am sorry mrs Jackson" I said in a broken voice .

"You should be , you know how much humiliation did our yura recieved today because of you " she stated, I guess yura told them everything.

"I didn't mean to do that , infact I didn't  even knew that the dress was based on me , I didn't knew the desinger, I never went inside that shop nor i have met him " I explained earning a bonk on my head from my father .

"How many people did you slept with ?" My father grabbed my collar.

"I didn't" I whispered

"Liar! " a puch on my face made me fall on the floor , I felt a warm liquid flooding out of my nose when I touch it was my blood. I looked at my father with teary eyes but he kicked my face .

"Ugly face " my father was pushing my face down to the cold floor with his leather boots .

"You are a jinx since you were born . First killed my son , second never came first in class no matter what , third your face is so ugly that no one likes you , fourth no special features in you. What the hell am I going to do with you " he growled as he kept slamming his boots on face .