Her Quiet Revenge

Ale

pile of dresses and shoes that were in the middle of the room. Raising my

ever took it seriously when he said he was going to rebrand me,

e, please," the woman, who I got to know was a des

resses here were not my style really; they were either too revealing or too bold, an

efused to pick any of the clothes that were brought for me. Blowing an air o

choose something—at least

t ready to back down on this matter; clearly, I knew she brought what she was ordered to bring, and it

turned towards it, seeing the devil himse

designer said,

knowledgement, not t

e might have a little problem on our hands as the miss refu

satisfied with your service?" he asked her arrogantly, the aura around him

rying to cover up the intimidation she felt. "Well, of course, sir, we will keep t

so I can see if I like them?" I said, looking a

head before going back to the table placed

t manageable for me to wear. Placing all her stuff together, she nodded

to sleep. I felt very tired; this was one of the reasons I hated shopping and

nce I get married to Alfonso. I was one who loved a quiet life,

hes wherever they went and never being able to just live their lives to the fullest, always pretending to be happy even if deep down they are dying. When I thi

t part. Just like me, I know I might be walking into a flaming death trap but am willing to still do it just to get what I want. To some of them, they go for fame, m

ng myself that those people who bully you are those who are jealous of what you have, those who secretly ad

s much importance in my life, people I trusted even more than myself. This time it was personal to me,

yself like this and not win this battle of revenge. "I know it hurts right now, but, dear

nally decided to go back to Canada the next day. It was time for