《Gloves And Us》O U T F I T
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I took out the gold ring and decided to sell it.
Today I wanted to feel good, feel happy, and free.
I had bought that ring when I had saved a lot of money from working at bars. That was a gift I gave to myself in my teen years. I had to sell it. And I honestly was fine with it.
I got a good amount of money and ran to the nearby shop.
After checking my time constantly and rejecting the amazing piece of clothing because I didn't like them or I didn't have that much in hand to pay, I came across one dress. It was a and it was elegant. It was just beautiful.
I took that along with the Red Satin Puff Sleeve Ruched Backless Dress.
I tried the red one and didn't like it, it was suffocating me. I tried the black one and it fitted my body well. It made me look elegant.
My gloves matched the dress and I decided to buy the dress.
I came out of the room and wore my previous outfit.
Now I had to look for a cheap pair of heels.
There were the black strappy heels that I loved but they were expensive.
The lady came near me. I looked at her and she was wearing a white spaghetti top with wide pants. She was taller than me, because of the heels. She looked stunning. She carried that aura of power, wealth, and elegance.
"I saw you searching for some dresses and some shoes, do you want some help?" she asked nicely. Her tone was very sweet.
What was I supposed to say?
"I was searching for some black heels," I told her and averted my gaze to the rack full of the blacks.
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"Did you get the dress?" she asked while scanning the rack.
"Yeah I did," I said, fiddling with my gloves.
Why was she talking to me? Did she suspect me as a thief?
"May I?" she asked with her hand extended.
"What?" I stepped back.
"The dress hun. I'll help you choose" she smiled softly.
"I'll help you" she nodded assuringly.
I showed her the dress.
she scanned the whole place for like 2 minutes and picked up another black heel and let me tell you those were the expensive pairs of all.
"Here you go" she handed me.
What 'here you go'? Even if I sell myself I won't be able to buy them.
So conveniently she had said. 'here you go'
Imagine having money, I can't. Imagine being broke, I can. In fact, I am.
When she saw me staring at the shoe and making no movement, she pulled me to the changing room.
"Go wear them and come out. Quick" she shoved me in.
"Wait" I wasn't going anywhere. she said a bit too loudly. People looked at us annoyedly.
She's going to get me killed. Till now I had been looking down and avoiding people, but this woman is up to no good.
"Do you have a date?" she asked.
"Um no, it's just a dinner I guess" I shrugged. This was awkward.
How can people talk like her, so carefree? I couldn't even look at others in their eyes.
"Same thing. Go now" She pushed me in. I turned and glared at the door for a whole minute and stomped my foot.
Leave me alone lady, I yelled internally.
She knocked. "Faster"
I don't believe in violence but I will kill her silently.
I quickly wore that outfit again and matched it with the heel.
They looked gorgeous. No, I looked gorgeous.
I felt beautiful after a long time. I smiled and admired myself.
"Are you done?" she whispered impatiently.
I rolled my eyes and opened the door.
She looked at me with her mouth hung open.
I looked good, according to me. She was silent, so I tapped her nose and raised my eyebrows.
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Ding ding ding. New chapter's up.
Let me know y'alls thoughts on it.
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Take care. Byee lovelies
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