National Day holiday had finally arrived.
Cassandra was still buzzing with excitement over her brand-new driver's license. The second she turned eighteen, she signed up for driving school and breezed through the test like a pro.
She remembered flipping through a fashion magazine a few days ago and spotting a gorgeous new dress from the Deyora collection by the Hawthorne brand. Since she had some free time today, she figured, why not go check it out?
She grabbed a cab to the Central Mall and headed straight up to the fifth floor.
Maybe because it was the weekend, the store was pretty packed. The moment she stepped in, a salesgirl came over all smiles, greeting her with practiced enthusiasm. “Welcome to Deyora, miss! We just got a fresh batch of new arrivals today—”
“Thanks,
