Its My Turn to Cry

Chapter 9: The Dinner

JENNY:

It's been like hour since I've been standing and gazing at the mirror but still, I haven't decided what to wear yet.

"Aish! What should I do!!" I curse as I shrug my shoulders in defeat. But Oh! I forgot! Yura give me a present last time!

"Aish! How forgetful!" Why is it I easily forget things these past few days?

I rushed to my closet and pick the dress that Yura had given me. Haven't you noticed? Most of my clothes were given by her.

My bestfriend is also a fashion designer and that's the very reason why we get close. She usually pick me as one of her models but I always refuse since I don't have sense in fashion. Yeah, I'm a fashion designer but for men's. I don't have taste when it comes to women's. Yura-ssi is expert on that.

I put on the dress and the wedge that I brought last time.

"Hmmm..not bad!" I mumble as I examine myself in the mirror checking my figure.

"Jenny-ah~ are you ready?" It's my mom.

"Hmmm...come in mom!" I shout back and she open the door and let herself in.

"Ommo! Is that you?" she gasp.

"Yah! Omma! Stop that!" I whine.

"Aish! Such a kid! You must be happy since your mom loves you." she said playing that nagging mom I usually have back when I was kid.

"Omma. Do I really look good in this?" I asked.

"Of course you do! You're the most beautiful girl on earth just like me!" she said with full of confidence.

"Omma..your too full of yourself." I chuckle which cause her to stop and poke my forehead.

"Yah! What's funny!?"

"Nothing Omma. Thanks for everything." I muster my sweetest smile as I hug her. She cup my cheek and put a soft kiss on my forehead.

"I'm sorry if omma put you into this Jenny-ah~ If only I became a boy then the plan were settled long time ago." she said as she grace her fingers on my cheek.

"Omma. Don't blame yourself. If you've been a boy then probably I'm not here doing this important deal of our grandfathers. I'm honored to be the one who can make it. I don't think I'll regret it in the end omma. I know I will be happy so don't worry, arrasseo?" I explained and smile assuringly, but deep inside the opposite was the one whom I really want to say. She smiled then pull me into a hug.

"I know it won't be easy to handle this omma. But I promise, I will do my best to fix it though they would hate me for doing this. Mianhae Omma..Jjeongmal Mianhae~" my inner voice said.

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"Waahh~ I think I'm ready." I mumble as I spun around and stare at the mirror.

Finally, I'm done preparing for the dinner meeting. Since the families were all here I must look good.

"Jenny-ah~ they're here my dear! Are you ready?" grandma shouted outside my door.

"Yes grandma!" I shout back and rush to the door to meet her.

"Look at my princess! You're really beautiful!" she said then cup my cheek and I smile in response.

"Are you ready to face him?" she asked.

"I think so grandma." I'm nervous right now. I don't think my decision is right but I'll make sure that I'll be the first to confess the truth before Sehun does.