IT WAS exactly noon and the sun was burning high in the sky. The guests arrived one by one. Alessandra entertaining the guests, wearing a lovely champagne dress. That color is her thing. She's shining like a sun pouring heat to Gabriel's face. They welcomed the guests and have a small chitchat after that.

I glanced at what I was wearing. I only wearing a straight cut dress, tie my hair into a sweet bread and a light touches of make-up. Very simple and not intimidating, not like Alessandra. I pursed my lips, why do I have to compare myself to her? I seem to be losing confidence to question...