The next day after the party was as good as nothing but a plain bore day. I slept my body for almost the whole day…physically tired for it was past one in the morning that we exited the Laghberg traditional gala. So is my mental and emotional well being. I am still in daze to what Xerxes was implying with his actions.
I’m a woman myself and I certainly know what he means with his unnecessary coming to the parking lot just to bid his goodbyes, when in fact he can just send someone to do it in his behalf. Or better yet just leave me be, for who am I to require his attention in the first place.
I might be his date, yes, but I am no better than those spaghetti strap girls if we base it to ranking. Perhaps, they would be even better than me. Who knows who, right? Maybe one of Alexis barbies
