Astrid's POV
"Wow, do people have jobs? How could so many people gather here to watch someone shop for a dress?" Eliza asked, a frown marring her face.
I smirked against the straw in my lips, dragging in some more of the cold juice the restaurant had served me. The juice tasted just as sweet as the revenge I was about to have.
"Well, if I tell you that Fiona will be shocked at seeing these people, will you be surprised?" I responded, smiling broadly.
Eliza narrowed her eyes at me. "Astrid? What did you do?"
"Aww, you think I did something? I just did her a favor. She loves to be famous, right? She'll be getting more famous today. All thanks to me."
Eliza's lips parted, her eyes staring at me, disbelief written all over her face. "Wow. I can't believe we only met. We could have been b
