Sure thing, everyone knew that I was Jaylan's wife.
Gossip is the spice of life, and who wouldn't want to see the woman who managed to snatch Jaylan from the jaws of hardship?
Therefore, I was certain that I had become the talk of the town.
Catherine's words earlier were filled with juicy information, sure to fuel the gossip mills. By tonight's celebration at the town hall, I bet all of Goldenvale Town would know about Jaylan's success.
Catherine knew she had let slip too much and smirked, quickly changing the topic to choosing her dress - a gradient, strapless gown - and left the rest to the stylist.
Hannah, my bodyguard, dressed in a dignified, black evening dress.
Before we could finish our preparations, Jaylan came in with a swagger, dressed in a tailored suit and a white silk shirt underneath. His hair was slicked back, and he looked as radiant as a morning sun.
His entrance drew all eyes to him, especially the women in the salon, who looked at him with awe and admiring. The familiar faces in the salon, mostly workers he knew, approached him with a mix of emotions, greeted him, and showered him with compliments.
They sat him down for a quick trim and style. The entire salon was bustling with excitement.
I watched them quietly, knowing that when Jaylan falls from grace, these same people would be the first to throw stones.
But being the queen bee, I knew they'd bend over backward to please me, no matter what they said behind my back.
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