Even she has confidence in her work and knew the dress was beautiful, the feeling she gets on hearing the same compliment from others was indescribable.
Maybe she should open her own brand. But she had to get a license first, and that won’t happen until she finishes fashion school.
Her eyes dimmed and she slumped down on the couch. Everything that happened was partly her fault. If only she had followed her father’s advice and continued with the school at that time. But she was blinded by love and thought everything would be in her favor.
After sulking for a while, she brought out her phone and switched it on, then dialed her friend's number.
The phone rang for a long time before it was picked up.
“Gina, how could you do that to me? You dared hang up on me!?”
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