Broken Strings novel Chapter 8

I can't help but hugged her tightly. "Thank you, ma'am."

She patted my back, and I heard her chuckled. "My goodness, I wish I have a daughter."

After the fitting, I got out of the room and Aunt Linda told me to wait until the dress was fixed to my size. I went to see Wright and he immediately stood up to welcome me back.

"What's the colour?"

"It's a secret."

"But I have to match my next tie with your dress." He encircled his arms on my waist.

"I already chose the next tie for you." I put my index finger on the tip of his pointy nose and smiled sweetly.

He laughed. "Damn, don't smile at me like that."

"Why?"

"Just because."

"But I always smile at you this way."

"Not on my birthday!" I laughed and he pulled me closer to him. "I can't wait to receive your gift to me."

I swallowed. "You have to wait until midnight."

One hour before the sun sets and Aunt Linda called me to try the dress. I let Wright go and walked inside the fitting room. The two staffs helped me dress up while the others started putting makeup on me and decorating my hair.

I'm not used to this kind of extravagant clothes. Wearing pants and a shirt is enough for me, but when I met Wright, I started wearing skirts and blouses. That's because I don't want to hear people say that his girlfriend looks older than him.

I took a deep breath and came out wearing the royal blue mermaid style dress. It hugged my body shape. Its mermaid style starts in half of my thigh. The fabric was filled with Swarovski's crystals. They only put light makeup on me and straight out my hair.

Wright stood up straight when he saw me and then a sweet smile curved on his lips. Aunt Linda raised a thumb. He's well-dressed, in an expensive black suit. His dark eyes slid down my trim figure, then back up again to my face.

"Baby..."

"H-Hi. Do I look okay?"

"Okay?" He towered to me and stared at my face. "Baby, you took my breath away."

"I don't look old, do I?"

"Old?" He chuckled and turned to his Auntie. "Aunt Linda?"

She raised one of her brows. "Young lady, are you looking for flaws in my creation?"

"N-No, ma'am. It's beautiful. I can't recognize myself in the mirror!"

"Of course! I am currently fighting the urge to burn the clothes you wore."

"Auntie..." Wright warned.

"It's just a joke. Melissa and I shared genuine conversation a while ago."