|| CHAPTER 33.1

Now, I'm staring at my scattered clothes on my bed having a hard time on choosing what to wear. My purse with different types and design were all over the place and also my heels and shoes. I sighed and sat on the corner of my bed, I then remembered what happened yesterday.

"He said okay and ... sh*t! I'm fragile!"

I messed up my hair and was just shocked to almost break the door because of the force of its opening.

"Phell - oh, what is this mess?"

Shocked was evident on Ate Matthye's eyes when she scanned my room. She knew how I hate unorganized...