GRACE
After I ensured that Mr. Powers' gift was in my hands, I took another second to adjust the strap of my dress.
I didn't know I would have to elaborately dress up for Mr. Powers' birthday until he breezily mentioned it.
Apparently, the man was going all out with his celebration.
And the venue was one of the party halls in the hotel and according to Ruby who called me to pay attention to an article about her father's birthday, it was going to be a huge party. Dignitaries will be gracing the event, thus, I can't afford to dress shabbily.
Once I breathed and dragged myself out of my thoughts, I reached for the ends of my hair. They were made into nice curls and they sat well on my shoulders.
I liked the way my hair felt as I adjusted its ends so I rushed to the bathroom and admired
