"Sometimes, the wrong choices bring us to the right place."
That's what happens to Charlotte Swansea, a student from one of the best University in the world, a very great ballerina, and a poor decision maker.
Being pregnant on her second year of c...
I place the box that Adam gave me on my bed, staring at it for a couple of seconds. My mind is going wild, thinking about what is inside this fancy-looking black box with gold glittery ribbon. Maybe it's a bomb ? Or a human head ? I say to myself.
Why am I thinking like this ? Adam is not going to give me a bomb, human head or an unborn baby! He's not a psycho!
I unwrap the big box softly from untying the ribbon and open the top of the box.
"Oh my God," I gasp to what I'm seeing. It's a dress. I take the white dress out of the box and amazed by how pretty this dress is.
It's an off-shoulder white short dress with lace. It looks really expansive with all the glitters and sparkles.This dress is so pretty. I can't wait to put it on me.
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After I take a bath, I immediately put the dress on. It fits like the second skin to me, like it's just made for me. I don't know how Adam could buy a dress that suit this perfectly to me. I never tell him about my size or anything, I bet he's just guessing and his guessing is right. I take a little look at the clock. It's 6 pm, I have 2 hours until he picks me up. I'm going to do my make up and hair.
Tonight, I'm going to pin half of my hair up and curl the end a little bit. I put a soft make up, nothing too strong. Just a mascara, thin eyeliner, and a natural red lipstick. My necklace is hanging from my neck, it looks nice with this dress. The reflection in the mirror is looking back at me. I'm not sure who she is, but she looks pretty. I never dress this nice unless I'm going to perform or April makes me do it.
My appearance will be perfect with white high heels. But too bad I don't have any and I can't wear April's because we don't have a same size. Instead of white heels, I'm going to wear my soft mint green heels. It looks as nice as if it's white.
*ding dong*
My door bell is ringing. I think he's early, but when I look at the clock, it's 8 pm sharp. I check myself in the mirror one last time before going down to get the door.
As I open the door, I can feel the cold breeze immediately blows my body gently and there he is. Standing in front of me, wearing a black tuxedo with white shirt and black bow-tie. His glossy hair is slicked back, making him more delicious to me. He looks like a man from MI6 or something like that. My eyes are scanning him but I don't know if he's also scanning me.
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