“Hurry up Hazel, the chauffeur is here,” mum said with a loud voice. “Coming!” I screamed as I searched for my yellow heel. “Where the f**k are you?” I cursed under my breath. Although I prepared everything ahead of time for the anniversary, however, I can’t find my heel. What to do now? I gritted my teeth glancing around the room, I hissed as it occurred to me that I left the heel in the closet amongst my clothes, I hurriedly walked into my closet and found the heel wrapped in one of the clothes. I groaned as I gave it a deadly glare, I put on the six inches high heel and left the room with my crystal purse. “What took you so long?” Helen inquired immediately that I appeared at the stairs. “I lost my yellow heels and I had to find them,” I responded as I walked up to her. “Where is the ne
