Chapter 72: A Pricey Dress
The number on the receipt almost made me choke. Five thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine dollars. For a single dress.
It wasn't just a dress. It was a month of my life stitched into fabric. My entire paycheck, gone in the shape of a fitted bodice and a hemline.
I glanced at Arthur, my face tight with regret. It wasn't that I couldn't pay for it. I just couldn't stomach spending my entire month's salary on one piece of clothing.
"This dress is so expensive…" I muttered under my breath, trying not to sound like I was whining.
Arthur gave me that smug look that made me want to punch a wall. I instantly regretted saying I'd pay him back. Why did I always dig my own grave?
"Didn't you say you'd cover it?" he asked, voice laced with amusement. "So pay up."
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