I'm quite enthusiastic about my engagement celebration, which is a few days away. I've been looking through P*******t endlessly for clothing inspiration because it's my first choice for almost anything related to fashion. I've at last decided on a theme for our engagement. I had no idea these things could be such a hassle. All that's left is to know Jordan’s take. Well, speak of the angel.“Hello, my sweet, sweet potato,” he says.“Jai hun, What do you think of a beach team for our engagement party?” I ask, showing him some pictures from P*******t."It's cool. I love the idea. Anything you want, susser, works well with me. Just keep me updated on the cost of payment and let me know whenever I'm needed for an input or something.” He kisses my forehead and snatches my cookie, throwing the entire thing into his mouth.“You are such a big bully!” I whine.“But you had the entire box to yourself, sweet.”“And you ate the last of it, and you know it's my favourite.”“We are about to be joine

The smell of damp pine trees gave the air a clean, fresh feeling. A thick blanket of white snow shrouded the houses, the ground, and the trees. The telltale signs of Christmas are everywhere: twinkling lights, decorated houses, trees, a cheery atmosphere, the sporadic playing of hymns and carols, an abundance of green and red colours, flashes of silver and gold, busy ornament stores, and Santas ringing bells at every corner.Both the inside and the outside of the house have been adorned for Christmas. Ray, Jordan, and I constructed some enormous snowmen outdoors. The mansion is decked out in rainbow fairy lights. White fairy lights dangle from the stairwell, and Christmas trees with distinctive designs adorn every room in the house. The mansion is decked out for the holidays, with Christmas spirit permeating every space.There are so many elegant outfits that I have personally chosen for this unique event that I am having trouble deciding which one to wear. Ray and I are both incredib

“Can I hang the treetopper??” Ray asks, picking up the Christmas angel ornament.“Yes, baby,” Jordan answers, carrying her to the top of the tree. She successfully hangs it and delightfully celebrates the accomplishment.“I'll go check on our gingerbread man and the cookie house,” I announce, putting my mitten back on.“Can I tag along?”"Of course you can, Ray.”“How’s your mom?” Mrs. Elizabeth asks, covering the pudding.“She is very well, Ma.”“Please call me Mom or Lizzy. How's she spending her Christmas?”“With a friend, I guess.”“Very well, then. Anyone I know?”“Not sure.”“Oh okay.”I'm not about to tell Mrs. Elizabeth that her mother will be spending Christmas with her boyfriend. That's not my secret to tell. especially because she didn't bring him to the engagement party for reasons best known to her.“Tell me you are famished because I am.”“I am,” I confess.“The last time I cooked this vigorously was last year's Christmas. All we have to do tomorrow is cook the turkey, m

As I prepare for my first day of fashion school, excitement runs through me. This is a very vital step towards achieving my desired goal. I am grateful to God for such an amazing opportunity. A dream that felt like it was almost impossible to achieve due to financial restraint has become an opportunity handed on a platter of gold. I'm a few steps away from achieving my ultimate goal, and it feels so surreal.“Jai, don’t sweat. You have an important meeting. You don’t have to come with me to school.”“It’s my süsser's first day at fashion school; of course I must, and Tony can kick off the meeting. Sweet, you look so hot; my coffee is extremely jealous right now.""I'm so flattered considering how hot your coffee usually is.""Everyone at your school today isn't prepared for what's coming their way. Because what is all this beauty and this outfit? No no. I might have a change of mind about letting you step out of this house.""Nothing, I mean absolutely nothing, Jai, not you, and defin

The long-awaited break time. I fell asleep without having dinner yesterday and woke up this morning way too excited to put anything into my stomach."Would that be all?" the server asks."Yes please."After such a lengthy and exquisite introduction to the basics of fashion, I just want to find a quiet corner away from humans and eat this food. I take a quick scan of the room and find a nice corner."So... Jordan?? North America's golden boy, a big catch if I must add." Melvin says, settling down beside me."You don't sound pleased." I say irritated."Well, Bryan's my friend too.""Your point, Melvin?" I ask, grabbing my tacos."I never took you for a woman who loved bad boys. Do you have any idea of his records?""I'll appreciate it if we do not talk about my fiance. Not that you deserve any explanation, but just so you know, he's a changed person."Melvin's laughter fills booms causing people to turn towards us."You are making a scene." I say through greeted teeth, suddenly feeling