Clara's POV

A popular brand just launched a private showcase and as a fashion lover that I was, it was not surprising that I got an invitation. I was already dressed, in a flowy silk dress that was sure to make everyone else look second place, my nails were done, hair on point, lips popping.

“You look gorgeous, Miss,” the stylist gushed. I inwardly scowled at her praises. Who was she kidding? Of course, I should be beautiful, after all, I spent lots of money to look this beautiful.

“Thank you. Could you please wrap it up?” I said, impatiently.

I was already in my car, ready to start the...