Vanessa's POV
I was desperately holding the upper part of my dress to my chest, cheeks burning with humiliation at this disaster. Blossom nearly tore my dress off my body, in front of the entire crowd at the party. Thank goodness the reporters were not allowed into the hall, or I would become the laughing stock of the entire internet tonight.
“Get us another exit away from the cameras, and tell the chauffeur to bring the Limo closer.” I heard Rodri give orders to his security, still shielding me from the crowd and leading me away from the scene.
I had tears burning my eyes, because I did not deserve to be humiliated for no reason like this. Especially when I did not do anything to Blossom. I never even remembered her name, until Rodri said it.
My breath was stuck in my throat, as a tea
