Before having figured out what exactly happened between Augustus and Hannah, I'd been fixated on getting to the bottom of it, but now that everything was out in the open, it felt rather pointless.
Finally, it was Saturday, the day of the birthday party. Two hours before the dinner, Augustus reminded me to doll up to attend Hannah's birthday party with him. Knowing that he would definitely arrive right on the dot, I got ready with plenty of time to spare.
As I stood in front of the mirror, I gazed at my reflection. I was wearing a comfortable, long dress with spaghetti straps that kept every other part of me covered besides my arms.
As soon as Augustus saw me, his brows instantly creased. “Change into something else.”
At that, I was entirely stunned. He usually didn't interfere much in my dressing. And while he did occasionally throw some comments my way, they were merely casual remarks. This was the first time he ever ordered me to change so solemnly.
Pouting, I hesitated as I contemplated whether to resist him on that. But in the end, I muttered, “This is comfortable, so I'd like to dress like this.”