The entire week at home was practically the same. I decided to change the design of my room to make it more comfortable since it didn't meet my taste. And just as I criticized Paola's horrible taste, she became furious. Poor Teo, he couldn't leave my side.
"I can't understand why the house has such a design, Miss Isabella. We need to make changes. It looks ordinary, and we all know that you are not ordinary," Vincent, the decorator I hired, commented.
"I know, Vincent. But this week, let's focus on my room first. After that, we can work on changing the other rooms according to your preference," I replied.
"Who do you think you are? You brat!" Paola shouted at me.
But I simply ignored her and continued giving instructions to Vincent about the changes I wanted to make in the house.
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