Mariela's POV
I leaned on the wall, and I slowly got down on the cold floor after Claudia left, and I felt so glad no one came inside; and she was right, there was no way I could go back to the party looking like this; I am a messed. The upper part of my gown is soaked, and the stain is visible, and I thought she poured me some ice tea, but I realized she used soy sauce.
I know Archer's ex had planned this all along, and she got so lucky that I got out of the grand ballroom and came to the restroom. I couldn't believe she would do something like this to me. I wanted to call Archer and tell him I could no longer attend the Cotillion dance, but when I fished out my phone from my purse, I realized it was dead.
