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Being Mrs. King

EMILY KING

“Try this on.” One of the ladies said the words cheerfully but before I could respond or even take a good look a the dress, another lady pushed a pink dress in front of my face, “This would blend perfectly with your skin tone, why don’t you try it instead.”

I looked up to see the room crowded with all sorts of people, clothes, shoes, and jewelry. How dare Alexandro leave me with this?

Like the night of my wedding, I woke up alone but at least, then I had woken up to Chloe’s smiling face. I even had Baxter, but these people? They were worse than a mob

“Hmm, can I have my phone?” I called, a frail-looking girl had come this morning and introduced herself as my assistant all through my stay in France. She was nothing like Chloe and I was scared she would faint as she walked.

She ran to me, stretching her hands through the crowd it passed my phone to me. My patience had begun to run out but I managed to take the phone from her. I dialed Alexandro.

“Excuse me.” I smiled patientl
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