Kristel was standing near the giant tower flower decorations in the back, and she would have to pass Mitch to leave since he was blocking her way out.
“Excuse me.” She excuses herself and walks past the person to avoid unnecessary incidents.
Mitch, however, spun around and caused their bodies to collide.
Accident ensued. Mitch’s wine poured into Kristel’s dress. The deep red hue of the spilled wine instantaneously marred the pristine white fabric of her gown.
“Oh, my god! I’m sorry, Miss... Let me help you clean your dress.”
“There’s no need.” Kristel rejected her offer immediately and was ready to leave the scene. But Michelle holds her elbow, stopping her.
“No! I will feel bad if I don’t take responsibility for staining your dress. My name is Michelle, by the way. I’m
