"I haven't been to Mamy Restaurant for a while. I wonder if Mr. Mag would like it if I dressed like this?" Gloria looked into the mirror as she compared which pair of earrings she should wear. Her face blushed slightly, and then she glared at herself through the mirror shyly. "I'm just going over there to discuss the textile partnership. Mm-hm. That's it!"
The lady I love is right in front of me, but she's dressing up for someone else. Who would understand this kind of pain… Camilla lay on the roof with her hand over her chest as she watched Gloria mumble to herself in her room.
No. I can't just wait for things to happen! I must do something! Camilla picked herself up and hung upside down on the roof as she paced around. Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she mumbled to herself, "The gift I gave previously was such a failure. I'm going to do it again! Since Miss Gloria likes to make clothes, I'll make her some myself!"
