I thought it was just a polite praise from Rosie, but she pushed me to the mirror. The moment I saw myself, I was shocked.
"You are an angel who fled into the mortal world by mistake, and this is the name of this dress. In my first imagination, she should have a hesitant face. Her eyes are pure, and helpless. You are the only model I have seen who meets these requirements." Rosie stood close behind me, holding my shoulders.
I kept staring at myself in the mirror and couldn't help taking off my shoes. When I stood barefoot on the white cashmere carpet, Rosie's portrait became even clearer.
"Eh, it feels great. I have been wondering what kind of shoes to match with. Yes, bare feet is the best."
"I think you can also design an ornament that matches with the headwear, or a piece of vine design at one side of the ankle to foil the angel's inability to be bound in the world."
"Wow!" Rosie exclaimed excitedly. It seemed that scene was kissing in her mind. She immediately ran to her desk, took out her design and started to draw on it.
After a short while, Rosie shown me the finished draft with a big smile on her face.
"Jasmine, you're awesome. I always thought there was something missing in the past, but I don't know what's wrong with it. I didn't expect that you know so much about design!"
I looked at Rosie's design. It's really beautiful.
Embarrassed, I shook my head. "I don't know anything about design. I was just gibberish."
Rosie was still appreciating the revised design. "Have you learned design before, Jasmine?"
Speaking of study, that was the biggest regret in my heart. "No."
Seeing that I was in a low mood, Rosie put down the paper in her hand and walked to me. She held my hands and said, "Jasmine, in fact, I have one more thing to apologize to you. Yesterday when your mother came here, I didn't dare to admit that you are my sister-in-law, and I indeed feel ashamed. However, it is not because of you but your mother. Will you be angry with me because of that?"
I shook my head, "no, if I were you, I would not admit it, too."
"In fact, I feel very guilty for this matter. I thought that I was different from my mother, but the thing happened yesterday made me feel that I was just the same as my mother. I didn't sleep well last night. I was thinking about apologizing to you today, and then I heard that my mother was making trouble for you again. "
In my eyes, Rosie was the real angel at that time.
"Jasmine, in fact, my mother shouldn't blame you. It's not your fault. There are some things that you can't control. And yesterday when I saw your mother, I thought you were pretty pitiful. Having such parents was not your fault. You must have suffered a lot, right?"
The sincerity in Rosie's eyes touched me. I suddenly felt like crying.
This is the warmest words I have heard since I was born.
I hugged Rosie and rested my chin on her shoulder. I didn't want her to see me cry.
"Thank you. You are an angel."
Rosie was stunned for a while. Then she put her arms around me gently and gave me the simplest yet most comfortable comfort.
I checked the time and said, "it's time to feed Rogelio water. I'm going back."
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