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When we arrived at the store, she picked out several sets at once, all of which were ostentatious and revealing styles. She picked up a piece of clothing and suddenly put on a pained expression: “.”Claire,I’m exhausted. Could you please try it on for me?”
Her plan was clear:she’d always intended me to replace her.
These overly sexy clothes were also selected by her for me.
“How about we come back tomorrow?”I said.”After all, our figures are different. If I try it on for you, it definitely won’t fit properly.”
“Just try it when I ask you to!”she snapped, shoving the dress into my arms and pushing me to the fitting room.”We’re here now—stop stalling.”
I modeled several dresses at her insistence.
The dress exposed the entire back, the neckline in the front was very low, and the thin layer of gauze on the chest was even more inviting to the imagination.
If a bridesmaid wore this dress, she would surely steal the bride’s thunder.
It was like crashing someone’s big day with a performance.
I pretended to be embarrassed and asked her, “Isn’t it a bit inappropriate for a bridesmaid to wear something so sexy?”
Lily grinned.“What do you know? Who says everyone at a wedding has to let the bride be the center of attention? This is the one.”
I smiled and said, “Yeah, you’ll definitely attract everyone’s attention then. Maybe you’ll even catch the eye of some handsome guys!”
At checkout,Lily flashed her”dead”phone,asking me to pay.
I shrugged.”Left my phone at home.”
She gritted her teeth and said, “Are you a caveman? How could you go out without your phone!” ”
“I didn’t care and laughed, “I’m here to accompany you to pick out clothes. It’s you buying the clothes, not me. Why would I bring my phone?”
Grumbling,she charged her phone and paid$200 herself.
I knew she chose that dress to make me a target for lecherous eyes.
But this time, she’d wear it and she would be the one to be harassed as the bridesmaid.
The day before the wedding, Lily called me,stressing I arrive early and bring a big gift—at least$100.
I laughed.I barely knew Emma.Last life,Lily guilted me into going to”support”her friendless pal,demanding a$100 gift for a stranger.
She thought I was her ATM.
I directly said, “I don’t have that much money. If you think I’ll embarrass you, then I might as well not go.”
Panicked,she insisted,”No,you have to come!”
“Be there by 10:30 a.m.No gift,fine,but don’t be late.”
She Venmo’d me$100 to”save face”for Emma.
I smirked,accepting the payment.”I’ll be there.”
That night,I turned off my phone and slept soundly.
When I woke up the next day, it was already 11:30.
Switching my phone on,I saw dozens of missed calls from Lily and her furious voicemails.
I ignored them,sipped milk,applied light makeup,and strolled to the wedding venue,refreshed.
At the hotel entrance,Lily was frantically searching.
When she saw me, she walked over aggressively: “Where the hell have you been? You didn’t answer my calls. You promised to arrive before 10:30 a.m. yesterday. Are you deaf?”
