Turning around to leave this so-called party, I became stunned because there are more tragical things that I haven't seen, or perhaps it's preferable to say that I didn't expect that more tragical things are currently coming my way.
The lady, whose name I can't remember, stepped on my long bodycon gown, and as I was about to run, the gown tore.
I turn around, staring at the lady with bloodshot eyes.
Well! I don't have the entire day to continue staring at her because a lot of eyes are now staring at me, and I'm also dizzy and hot.
I grab the edge of my gown and force myself to keep running.
All I can see right now is double, so I force myself because it's better for me to escape than to collapse right here.
After all, movies never lie, do they?
As I was still trying to find a way out, I collided with a waitress who was carrying various glasses of wine on a small tray.
