Rose

There's nothing that makes me happier than when things go as I'd planned them to. I stared at the silky red gown that was hung in my closet. I've admired it from the moment Miss Beatrice brought it home, she had good taste.

I love that woman.

It was a red v-neck body con dress with shiny stones neatly dispersed on it; the stones were clustered at the upper part and were less at the lower part.

My whole back was open

I had put it on earlier, it fit me perfectly. Although I had lost so much weight, my curves were undeniably visible. The dress was far above my knee and I wouldn’t say I wouldn't be so conscious of my exposed body because I definitely will.

“Knock knock.”

I gasped.

I turned to see Miss Beatrice at the door; she stuck her head inside the room.

“You scared me.” Placing my hands on my chest with my mouth opened slightly like I'd seen a ghost.

She shrugged.

“Stop being overly dramatic, Rose. You left your door half open,” she said as she let herself inside.

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