Their plan to go home didn't happen. Gustav was stuck yet again to some people. She can already tell he was pissed but she pushed his arm and shooed him away.
"I'll wait for you here." She smiled, urging him to go. She was sipping some wines in silence, observing the people around. From time to time she text Jordan. But the jerk never replied once.
"Hey, Beatrice!"
Claire was forced to turn around, her surprise reflected on the woman's face as well.
"Oh my God! I'm sorry. I thought you were her. I mean I saw her once with the same dress as yours. From head to toe... Yes. I can't be mistaken."
Claire frowned but she tried to smile. "This came in set and someone else made me wear this."
The woman was a little hesistant at first but eventually speak. "Are you sure? Because as far as I
