I sat quietly at the bench on the cottage as I silently threw smile to passerby’s who look at my way. Perhaps, they were wondering who on earth I was since obviously, it was my first time in here. Maybe they would know by then after the service who I was. Not that I am an important person that everyone must know in the first place, I thought.
Since the weather was kinda gloomy, though there was no rain at all or whatsoever, I was wearing a long maxi minimalist prints dress. It was a spaghetti strap dress, only that I wore a white polo sleeve as my inner first to make it deemed appropriate for the occasion.
Needless to say, my parents, most especially my dad, has this strict rules about clothing as well which I have to live with when I am around them. The story is different when I
