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12: Part 1
"Only one word; beautiful. This is beautiful," I whispered, my voice barely leaving my lips as I took in the sight in front of me, where I would be living for the duration of my stay at the mansion.
"So, you like it?" Mrs. Jenson asked and I could almost hear the hesitation and nervousness in her voice. It almost made me want to cry seeing the old lady nervous and anxious to know if I liked it or not.
I shook my head at her. "I don't like it, I love it," I corrected, beaming at her, "Mom," I added. I
lovehowthewordsoundedwhenIspokeit. Imissmymom.Mrs. Jenson surprised me by stepping towards me and taking me in a tight hug.
"I'm
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My imagination was cut short when I realized we had stopped walking. I looked around to see we had entered a store. "I'm Farah, this is Diana and Lucy," Farah said, gesturing to the other two women by her side. "Mrs. Jenson told me to show you everything that is in our store, and we're sure you'd love everything. After all, these are all sourced from top brands, right off the runway for parties, events and much more. I think we should start off with party wear because Mrs. Jenson had earlier called us up and updated us with your visit and your schedule for the day. We're here to help you get everything you'll need, from casual wear, party gowns, bags and shoes to make up, skin care products and much more," She said in one breath."Okay," I said, getting impatient to see all those dresses. I can't believe this was happening."Here is our party wear collection from Jovani, Ralph Lauren, Faviana, Terani Couture, Versace, Prada, Giorgio Armani, Gucci and many more. I'll be
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