Elisa’s POV
I went back to Vivian’s hostel later in the afternoon. I needed to return her dress before she started wondering where I kept it.
My head still felt heavy from everything that happened.
When I reached her block, music was playing from inside. It sounded loud and cheerful. I didn’t expect that.
I walked in and saw people gathered in the small room. Girls and guys, mixed together. They were laughing, singing, and dancing around the bed area.
Vivian stood in the middle with a plastic cup in her hand. Her cheeks were a little flushed.bShe looked happy.
“Oh my God, Elisa!” she called when she saw me. She ran and hugged me. Her cup spilled a little on the floor.
I forced a small smile. I didn’t want her to feel bad. “I came to return your dress that I borrowed.” I said.
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