Will had told Ella to be present at the desired spot sharp at 7 p.m. She had hardly spent half an hour in the dressing department at the comfort of her bedroom. She had dressed up and had made up her thick wavy black hair in a messy fishtail braid and had put on a simple set of diamonds that her mother had given her after her graduation. She didn't know why she was putting it on though. Her nails were not painted, nor her eyes and lips had any trace of makeup.
Anyways the purple cat-eye specs didn't allow anything to stand out much so the eyes were left as it is and the lips just enjoyed a coat of lip gloss which she knew would be licked off by her tongue before she even entered the bar.
After another half an hour, Ella was satisfied that except the diamond set, there was nothing that attracted any unwanted attention towards her. So she was a little happy. Putting on her white pumps and her red sling bag, she headed out more confident and less nervous.
If Will really liked her, he would have to do with a simpleton, non-babe like her which was equivalent to one in a million possibilities.
Arriving at 6:55 pm, Ella just peeked from the door, having a self-debate whether she should back away when she still could.
Not having much exposure from the door, she checked in and scooted to a dark spot. A group of youngsters or men were drinking and blabbering inside the cubicle and one of them was Will.
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Rhapsody
RomanceThe seemingly perfect life of Ella Frost was picture perfect except the only imperfection was............. her appearance. Even though her friends and family had told her every single day that she was as bright as sunshine and as beautiful as a ros...
