Previously:
"He could have brought flats, now I want to smash these heels in his head then he might know the pain," I murmured while I struggled to walk down the stairs in heels. Girly clothes or anything that even a normal girl would wear was definitely not what I would prefer each day instead walking down the stairs in jeans and a t-shirt would feel a lot more like my type. Only for the sake of wearing a dress, I had somehow motivated myself to do my hair as well by tying them up in a messed up ponytail which surprisingly didn't turn out as bad as I had expected.
I had somehow managed to make it downstairs without stumbling and when I looked up, Theodore was standing close to me with his hands folded above his chest. I jerked up straight since I was too focused on preventing a fall in
