Mirable bolted to the changing room where she found Candice waiting for her with astonishment as she saw the coat.
“What happened? Where’s your gown?” Candice demanded and Mirable shrugged.
“It’s a long story. My clothes snapped in the studio and someone gave me his coat” Mirable muttered as she changed into her clothes.
“Wow, such a nice person. You’re lucky the person saved you, what would you have done in front of everyone? You would have died out of embarrassment” Candice replied.
“Saved? Is that what "save" means? So annoying” Mirable muttered.
“Didn’t he save you? Did he try to do anything to you?” Candice muttered and Mirable remembered how he had cornered her and pressed her naked body to the door.
She remembered how he had left her naked just so he could stare at her neck.
