I saw the maid who informed me Brittany was requesting for me.
"Are the wedding dresses in?" I asked her.
"Yes."
"You know what to do," I tell her.
She nods, shooting me an odious look.
When I got to Brittany's door. I wiped the tears printed on my face and put on an annoying look I always have on my face whenever I am around Brittany, before waking in.
"How do I look?" Brittany asked when she spotted me. I glanced at her gorgeous wedding dress.
She looks like the perfect bride she wants to be.
"Beautiful." I compliment her.
"I know," she cockily says
"Now I can take it off." She took a long drag of breath
"The wedding dress is so tight. I need to lose some weight." She laments whilst taking the wedding dress off.
"Why didn't you give your designer the right measurements?"
"I needed the motivation to lose weight."
I gape, looking at her incredulously.
