Love curves and heartbreak novel Chapter 8

Chapter 8: Not my size

The fitting took place in a beautiful and luxurious venue in the best part of town. Just looking at the dresses intimidated me; I suspected one of them would cost me a month’s salary.

“Oh, Priscilla! It’s so nice to have you here! And I’m so happy that you could make it!” Lily mentions.

“Oh yes… I wouldn’t miss it for anything in the world,” I say nervously.

Her hair has soft curls, she looks stylish, like a model. Tall and slender, she appears to be a successful woman. Apparently, her fiancé, William, is a kind and attractive man who clearly adores her.

“You know… I have a friend from college who can’t attend the wedding, so… I have a dress for you! Of course, with some alterations, because she has a different style,” she says happily.

A polite way to indicate that her friend is tall and thin, unlike me.

As I examined the rest of her friend’s, I noticed that they varied in height, but none had a body type similar to mine. In fact, I seemed to be the exception. My sister was also present, and she shot me disdainful glances.

I guessed that she must have been fasting for days because she looked much thinner than usual. Sigh… this was going to be a long, awful day.

At least Ethan wasn’t here. I couldn’t imagine him in this situation, you know, a businessman surrounded by fancy dresses. How absurd!

“Oh, Priscilla! We missed you so much!” Maggie Fairfax exclaimed. She was the kind of person you could tell was kind and loving just by looking at her. She looks like a boss, elegant, attractive but also approachable.

And they bombarded me with questions.

“How is your love life?”

“How about your ex–boyfriends?”

“Are you in love?” she asked.

Why so much interest in my non–existent love life?

“Oh please! Rats in the street have much more action than Priscilla!” my sister yells, and the other girls giggle.

I feel embarrassed, and Maggie puts things in order.

“Hey girls! Behave!”

“Ethan told us that you do a wonderful job for his clients,” Lily suddenly exclaimed, and I blushed. Has Ethan told you about me?

“He really loves your work,” Maggie said happily.

1 didn’t expect that.

“That’s why I wanted you to help me with a few things regarding my wedding decorations,” Lily said, holding my hand lovingly.

“Uh, sure,” I answered as we waited for the dresses to be ready.

“And tell us… what do you want in a man? Do you have a crush at the moment?” Maggie suddenly asked.

I would never talk to my mother about men, but Maggie is like the mother I wish I had. I get nervous and Lily looks surprised.

“Actually, we went out once… he’s my neighbor… he’s quite nice, I confessed and told them a bit about him.

They asked me a lot about Robbie, and I feel… loved. Soon Lily is called, and we see that she is wearing a beautiful dress, she looks like a princess in a fairy tale. Just gorgeous.

“Ethan told us you weren’t seeing anyone!” Of course, damn him.

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Chapter 8 Not my size

Then, one by one, Lily’s friends try on their dresses, each confidently showing off their long legs, contoured arms, and small round breasts in very similar dresses. They looked fabulous!

Every dress is different in its own way, but everyone seems happy with their choice,

There’s champagne, and I even see my sister dancing as if she were in a discotheque. We all laugh, and for a moment, I feel pretty good about being here. Of course… I forget that I also have to try on my dress… one that was made for another girl.

“Oh, I think I can try it on later…” I suggested.

“Sweetie, these ladies need to take notes of the changes,” Maggie exclaimed, accompanying me to the dressing room.

There I was in front of my worst enemy: a dressing room with a mirror.

“Miss… this is the dress… but I can easily say that it isn’t going to fit,” a shop girl says, looking at me as if I were a lost whale on the shore/

“No way, Sherlock!”

“Ehhh… no, I think it is not the right dress,” she says. I hear yells from their partners, who are trying to find me a decent dress. I was there in the dressing room, in my underwear, trying to cover my body.

“Come on, girl!”

“Are you ready?” I heard the girls‘ voices encouraging me to show them my outfit. They kept laughing and drinking champagne, and I was about to have a panic attack. In a dressing room, for a stupid dress. This is absolutely ridiculous.

Dear God… I wanted to cry right here.

“I was about to google how to lose twenty pounds in a few days when I thought… I had to think of something. I wanted to go out, defeated, saying that I felt bad. But people don’t take panic attacks seriously. At least not for a chubby girl trying on dresses,

“Here is another one,” the shop girl says, leaving me a dress and walking away.

“Dear god… here we go,” I mutter.

The fabric was thicker, so my extra pounds didn’t show as much, but it was short, and I felt like everyone could see everything if I bent over. On the other hand, I couldn’t even close it. Like… no way.

I poked my head out of the dressing room, and there was the lady who gave me the clothes.

“Sorry… I think it doesn’t fit… so maybe I should go…” I started to say, but they seem determined to sell a dress to the millionaire family.

“Hold your breath, the girl says, while another one was struggling with the zipper… it finally went up.

I was in the dress that squeezed me like I was suffocating. I hate it.

I almost looked like a stripper, my breasts protruded dangerously as if I had a push–up, and I even had to take off my bra.

The dress kind of marks my waist, and I hold my stomach as much as I can, but what to do with my arms and legs? My hips and ass look bigger… I feel like a cow.

“Come on… use these shoes,” the girl lent me some heels… but still… I looked like a joke. I wanted to cry.

‘Priscilla… we are waiting for you!” I heard the excited cries of the girls.

As I entered the small stage in front of everyone, I swear the light hit me in the eyes like a freak. The laughter died down, and at first no one said anything, I almost fell because these stupid shoes are too big for me.

“You… I mean… one of Lily’s friends says but then stops.

“It’s such a nice color for you!, Lily said suddenly with a smile. This woman is adorable but a liar.

‘I think if we fix this part, maybe it will be better, Maggie approached me, showing one of the ladies in the store the arrangements, as if she were my mother helping me try on my school uniform.

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Chapter 8 Not my size

“I think you need some serious help, little sister… or lose some weight. If I were you, I would start a fast diet today, Caroline mentioned, and I heard some laughs.

I saw her out of the corner of my eye, her short straight dark hair, her big nose, her skinny legs crossed in a pose like she was the queen of the place.

“Come here sweetie… let’s see the skirt, Maggie says and when I bend over… I heard the distinct sound of clothes tearing.

Oh my god, no!

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