Chapter 40

• The drive was a short distance and all the way Paris kept talking about how the preparations for the engagement was going and her expectations for the party. I couldn't agree more with her more although my mind and thought were fixed on Rory. I wanted to tell him a lot of things, and I also want to make him realise I'm not like Ginger.
• "We are here," Paris announces happily and pulls me along.
• I stumble behind her as we both run into the two-storey building with tainted glass. The inside is sophisticatedly beautiful and endowed with different colour and classes of wedding gowns and other gorgeous dresses and wears and various staff attending to different customers ready to purchase one thing or another. Paris pulls me along and I still wonder how she can walk so fast when she's on six inches stilettoes.