C25 Chapter 12 (Part 1)

"What do you think, Feliza?"

I turned to Feliza after I stared at my reflection on the mirror. I'm wearing a bluish pencil dress, and this is the fifth time that Feliza made me try a dress on. She dislikes the dresses that I wore earlier. And she said that those won't fit in any party.

"Nice, but I don't like it."

I sighed as I lazily eyed her. It's almost 8 in the evening