Emma's POV:
As Liam left the house I tidied up my room and set the letters back onto the box. Dad came, we had our dinner, it's just like any other day.
When I came back to the room I found my white dress lying in the corner of the bathroom floor. I pick it up and sighed. I need to wash it up, I thought and brought it back to the bedroom so that I won't forget about it.
As I look at the stain all the whispers and memories from the lunch flooded in my brain, I tried to calm down and pushed them away.
I Plop on my bed, The day is tiring yet a day spent well. I can't really make out whether it's a good day or a bad one. My fav dress got stained, I got humiliated and not to mention embarrassed as well. I couldn't get anything from the letters.
But on the bright side, I and Liam spent a lo
