Anna's POV

We need to fucking get going. Just before we could finally leave, Mrs Melissa descended the stairs and pulled me in for a hug.

“I knew that dress would fit you so much. You look so beautiful.”

She said, making me turn around as she admired me.

“Thank you. Good morning and I'm sure you slept well?”

“Yes I did, my lovely little one. Here, this is for you.”

She said, handing me a cute designer bag. I had no idea what was in it but I knew I was going to cherish it.

“Don't give any to my son since he refused to stay back to be...