CHAPTER 25
SARAH'S POV.
I stood in front of the glass doors that held the inscription "Eloise Signature" in pink, italicized letters. Through the door, I could see several beautiful clothes on display. I checked the piece of paper in my hands and confirmed that I was in the right place.
Why was I so nervous? I had to remind myself severally to breathe.
Taking a deep breath, I pushed the door open and entered, walking past the mannequins on which the clothes were displayed and straight to the reception area. A bright looking girl in her teens motioned at me to come over, a smile on her face.
"Welcome to Eloise Signature, how can I be of assistance?" She asked in an equally cheerful voice.
This was it. There was no going back now.
I had been at war with myself ever since I spoke with
