Chapter 277
Elena
“Why are you all staring at me?” I asked nervously. Rona held a few strands of my hair between her hands while Tiffany stepped forward. “She has dark brown hair, dark brown eyes, and she would fit in the dress.”
All the girls, including Anya, took relieved breaths and laughed at the situation while I was still confused about my involvement. What did I even do to deserve this?
“You don’t mind, right, Elena?” Anya asked with hopeful eyes. Even if I wanted to say no, I had all these girls staring at me, and Rona squeezing her nails into my back-ready to kill me any second. “These people are paying us a lot, so just nod and smile,” She whispered.
Unfortunately, she was right, they were generous people, and now it was time to do something in return. “I mean, sure—why not!” I tried to sound as cheerful as possible.
“Thank you, thank you, thank you!” Anya jumped up and down. “Tiffany, go and get her in the dress!”
Tiffany dragged me out of the room while Rona followed her. She led us to a changing room and wasted no time as she grabbed a dress that was almost identical to hers. “This should fit you!” She held the dress next to my body.
Rona unzipped the back of my dress while I accepted my fate and just went along with it. “Why does she needs someone with dark hair and dark eyes?” I wondered as I stepped out of my dress.
“All the pairs have the same hair color, and some of these girls even dyed their hair for the wedding, Tiffany explained. It appeared a lot of time and energy went into this ceremony.
“So the person I’ll be paired with has dark brown hair and dark brown eyes?” I chuckled. “That’s crazy.” Tiffany and Rona forced me into the dress. “It might be Tiffany spoke out of breath. “Anyway, don’t worry, it’ll only be for a while, and after that, we’ll take some pictures-and your partner is nice.” “Really?”
“Yes, it’s Tiago’s brother. He looks scary, and he doesn’t really talk much, but he is handsome and polite.” “Seems like the two of you are destined to be together!” Rona commented. I knew what she meant as the combination of Tiago’s brother and me was something I had heard a few times too many, but it was all pure coincidence. Tiffany had a surprised look on her face. “Did the two of you meet already?”
“No, but I did.” Rona smiled. She did meet him once, and the only thing she had to say about him was that he was handsome beyond words and could give Tiago a run for his money. “So he works for the government?” Rona asked.
Tiffany stopped for a second and scoffed. “For or against?”
“Hm? Rona frowned. “I asked him if he was a special agent, and he said, yes, something like that.” She mimicked his tone while Tiffany shook her head.
“He does not work for the government. Let’s just say he has a connection with bars.”
“Is he a rapper?” Rona blinked. If I had to pick the runner-up for the nosiest person, it had to be Rona. “The only thing that guy is wrapping are dead bodies, Tiffany mumbled. Rona didn’t hear her, but I did-
and I could not quite understand her words.
“I’m sorry?”
“Nothing, he’s a good guy. Look, we’re done!”
I looked into the mirror and smiled at the beautiful dress. The gift from Victoria was already more than enough, and now I had the opportunity to wear another expensive dress. I touched the material with my hands. Would it be real gold?
“I should head back,” Rona spoke as she looked down at her watch. Not having Rona around me was something I wasn’t prepared for. “Wait, what?”
“I’ll take you. Elena, stay here!” Tiffany spoke. Rona gave me a thumbs up and turned around to leave. “Wait-Rona!” I shouted. The idea of having to leave this room with this dress around my body felt nice and embarrassing at the same time.
“Just enjoy this moment, and good luck!” Rona cheered me on. She walked out with Tiffany while I stood behind, flustered.
Minutes had passed, I was slowly getting anxious, and Tiffany had yet to return, so I took matters into my own hands and exited the room. It was a bit more crowded than before, which was probably due to the fact that the ceremony was slowly getting closer.
It wasn’t long before I got lost and regretted my decision to wander off on my own. Asking others for help was the thing I hated the most, but it seemed like I didn’t have that much of a choice as I did not recognize my surroundings and found myself in a closed and empty hall.
My eyes moved to one of the rooms as a man appeared to be holding a speech. The door was ajar, allowing me to eavesdrop on the conversation.
“And I will not let anyone ruin my son’s day!” The man spoke. Even though I could not see his face, I could hear the passion in his voice and noticed how a few of the men nodding their heads. That must’ve been Santiago’s dad, who was probably bragging about his son.
“Our priority is Santiago, and it will always be Santiago-”
I flinched and clutched my heart as I felt a hand on the back of my shoulder. “What are you doing here?” A deep male voice spoke. I turned around and looked at the man who stared at me with a dark and unfriendly look in his eyes. If it weren’t for the evil look on his face, he would’ve fooled me with his light brown hair and hazel eyes.
“I got lost, and there’s no need for you to look at me like that,” I told him as I held my head high. I knew these kinds of men who thought they could intimidate women, but I was not the one. The man seemed surprised by my ability to hold my own and released a chuckle.
“Excuse me.” He smirked as he leaned forward to close the door with his hand. “So, who are you? One of Anya’s bridesmaids?”
“Why?”
“Because you weren’t at the rehearsal yesterday.”
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