Denmark's Final Arranged Marriage

Chapter Twenty-Five - Studios, Lace & Manners

Gina

Watching Levi and Carson leave the room last night was probably one of the weirdest feelings I've ever felt in my life.

I was so happy to see my best friend with a smile that wide even after everything that happened over dinner and to know that she found someone who she not only cares for but also cares for her just the same if not more.

I felt happy, so happy and yet there was a feeling inside of me, a feeling I will most likely never admit to out loud but I was jealous.

I envied what my friend had not because I didn't have it but because I was suddenly scared shitless that I never would.

"Ugh!" I groan, before slamming my head into the new fluffy cloud of pillows awaiting me.

These damn things are so soft it actually feels good to slam my head against the bed.

I wanted to laugh before I finally decided to turn over onto my side. I could see the beautiful yellow dress Shannon had given me last night. I had set it over the Settee late last night when I finally decided I had, had enough wine and small talk to last me a lifetime, the small talk not the wine.

Tesla and I had decided to just divide the clothes to our taste and basic needs which for me meant grabbing whatever looked comfortable and presentable.

Lucky for me plenty of activewear brands have been trying to get Shannon to wear their stuff when out or whatnot because I was well prepared with two new running hoodies a new pair of sweatpants and even a pair of Puma running shoes she claims she didn't like the color.

When it came to something presentable I went with a white floral pattern long-sleeve blouse and orange pencil skirt. I never knew how to wear color but Shannon stated it was about time I learned pressing that it would look good on me.

I now had enough clothes too, in my opinion, have no problems or even need to get anything other than intimates. However according to Shannon that was a laughable opinion. Stating that now that Tess and I would be seen out and about with Levi we would also be expected to dress and behave accordingly.

Meaning we would be unable to repeat an outfit. Once we were spotted out and about there was no going back when they took a public image of you.

I wasn't too fond of the fact that my life would suddenly be on display along with that of my two best friends.

Frankly, I hated it but for Levi, for her, I could endure it and I would.

Finally managing to drag myself out of bed I decided to head straight to the bathroom which didn't blow my mind away any less than it had yesterday.

After doing my morning routine which basically consisted of brushing my teeth, using the bathroom and showering I had every intention of slipping into my sweats and enjoying my day but of course plans had been made in the middle of a drunken state the previous night.

Shannon had decided to take us to her good friend and designer to see if we would stumble along a dress we liked for the ball.

We didn't really get a chance to see Levi last night after she and Carson made a run for it but Shannon insisted she had a way of making sure she knew to be ready by brunch.

I hadn't even glanced at the time when I stepped in front of the large mirror in the closet.

I had gone with a layered sheer black and white polka-dot blouse a tan skirt and thick black stockings with the same pair of ankle boots from last night and topped with Levi's old thick green jumper that I now had no intentions of returning.