I stepped on the stool with a soft sigh before raising my head again.
What came into my sight was...what was in front of me...obviously, but...
'Wow, I am beat!'
It was my reflection, with my eyes almost closed, but nonetheless, it was stunning—not me, but the dress, like all the many ones I tried before, really making me confused about which one to choose.
This one was shimmering like an ocean, with a well-defined waistline accentuating it further as it was softly wrapping all over my body.
"You look so beautiful, ma'am."
As I heard one of the attendants beside me for, God knows, the manyth time, my eyes couldn't help but drift toward another reflection beside mine.
There, Alina, with her unwavering gaze, was sitting behind me with one leg on the other, arms folded, as she had infallible determination in her eyes while studying me from head to toe.
