Rowan Mintz has never been treated the same a her siblings. She was the unplanned pregnancy and the one who didn't fit in. not at school. not at home. To make things worse she was never able to make friend because of her anxiety. the anxiety that h...
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Rowan pov
I am panicking, I am panicking, I AM PANICKING!!! I know I shouldn't be but it's just my second nature.
After a while of working with Berkeley she believes it's time for me to actually go to the worksite instead of just being behind her computer she says I should actually get some action sometimes.
So I am currently rampaging in my closet to find a dress to match the theme of the wedding. And of course being me I am overthinking everything. The wedding is big, fancy, and pretty. Berkeley told me to dress nicely in a black dress since the bride wanted everyone to dress in black, dark green or brown.
But now I think how nicely I need to dress because I don't want the bride to hate me for dressing too nice or for being under dressed.
I heard a chuckle behind him as I was practically on the floor rummaging through all my clothes. Earlier on I got tired of awkwardly bending down because of my bump and eventually found myself on the floor deciding that how I will get up off the floor world would be my future me problem.
I glare back at Roux, not liking that he is chuckling at my dire situation.
"It's not funny, I can't find anything to wear." I say I look at the mess that I was currently sitting in.
He comes over grabbing a random dress and says. " What's wrong with this one?"
I look at him like he is crazy. Like does he not see what dress he was holding up. "That one is way too flashy." I say going back to rummaging. He casually grabs a dress raising an eyebrow up like he is daring me to come up with an excuse for not liking this dress.
Holding out my arm to signal I needed help getting up. He imminently noticed coming over to me helping me off the floor.
I sigh, taking the dress out of his hands truly no excuse to not choose the dress he chooses.
I changed into a black off the shoulder bodycon floor length dress. Styling my hair in a high bun with loose pease to frame my face.
Outfit
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