(CLOE'S POV)
It's almost six in the evening, and I am still unsure if going to Ziggy's farewell dinner party will be a good idea.
I took a deep breath while facing in front of the mirror and staring over my reflection, I am wearing a sleeveless, patterned black and white button-up collared blouse and high waist soft jeans, buttoned short pants, paired with a back strap wedge. Yes, I am dressed and now trying to put a little make-up on. However, I am still undecided. Should I go or not? Between my contemplation, my phone flashes together with my favorite music as the ringtone of my phone. It came from an unknown number.
Without minding so much, I answered the unknown call with my unenthused voice.
"Hello…"
"Hello sistah, are you already on your way? We are not going to start the dinner without you, okay? Oh, wait I'll just ask big bro to fetch you home." The familiar voice on the other line spoke, and I know so well that it's Elsie, and he was referring to Ziggy, his big bro.
