ESTELLE
Since the time I returned from my failed shopping, I've been receiving nothing but ill remarks from my co-models and insults from people on the internet.
It got to the point that I had to toss my phone aside, just to escape everyone's rage.
"They don't know anything. They are all stupid. Is it a crime to tell the truth now? Just a simple truth and they are acting like it's a big deal, " I grumbled in my dressing room, trying to get set for the show.
It starts in an hour and I'm not fully set. That's because my so-called hand maid didn't return back after I left her outside that boutique.
"I don't even want her ugly face here. Her presence will only make me annoyed, " I groaned, taking out my own dress from my wardrobe. The dress given by my manager to fit the fashion theme.
