Chapter 129 - I Need To Go To That Mafia Party

I stood with my arms stretched out. Xavier sat on the couch with a glass of whiskey, a smirk plastered on his face.I was uncomfortable and frustrated, and he knew it. The lady kept pulling the measuring tape all around my body, muttering to herself then writing in her notebook."So what kind of dress are you looking for hun?"She asked and I sighed."Simple. I sort of want it designed like my grandmas."I explained and she nodded."May I have photos?"She asked and I nodded then left to the closet, apparently my parents had packed my photos from my room also.I grabbed the one of my grandma and grandpa on their wedding day. They both look unhappy, unlike the people they are today.