At first, I didn’t understand what was going on when Jojo entered. It was just like a blank sheet was right in front of me. But, when I saw the designer pointing to what she was putting on, I knew that something was wrong.

“That… That is the dress.” She said. Her face held a look of fear. I could read that she was definitely afraid of Jojo.

Not today, bitch.

I thought.

My legs immediately went forward to Jojo.

“Hey, you have something that’s meant for me.” I told her that instant. Her lips moved in a dangerous smirk.

“Oh, please. This dress is meant specially for me and...