THE WHITE...Perfectly tailored white shirt, symmetrical tie, all the buttons of the waistcoat closed, well-ironed jacket and shiny shoes. I didn't need to prepare for this event, but I insisted.I look across the street where the Parker Mansion was built. My feet tingle, I wait impatiently for the moment when I enter the house. However, I have to wait. The party isn't over yet.The sun has already set for a few minutes, and a fine drizzle – a prelude to the rain – begins to fall. I hold the umbrella above me because I don't want to get my suit wet. Today, indeed, the devil wears Prada.When I work, I can usually freeze my emotions. I don't feel good because I'm not a psychopath. However, I don't feel bad either. I do not do it. The result of my work is my clients' problem, not mine.However, exceptionally today, I feel a certain emotion while waiting for the end of the small party organized by Skyla. Because today I'm not doing a favor, I'm having a whim.Angelic ran away from me, ra
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