I AM TIRED.

SAPPHIRE’S POV.

I know that man did not like me.

He, in fact, makes it so obvious.

So, him looking out for me, wanting me to get new dresses, and doing all these was nothing but confusion on my end.

What was he doing exactly?

After a while of sitting in the air-conditioned room, a few women entered with a tray in their hand and they strolled to where I was sitting.

They served me the dessert and fruit juice and stood in front of me, waiting for me to dig in.

This was uncomfortable.

I thought.

I pressed my lips together, picked up the fork, and then raised my head to look at the people who were watching me closely.

As if the eyes of the maids back at home were not enough. This was definitely not needed again.

I began to eat… After all, I have got no choice.

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I could definitely swear that the time spent at the boutique had to be the most stressful day ever.

I did not even go through such stress on the wedding dress fitting.

It was not as if I was moving around, shopping, but that woul