CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Thelma stared into the mirror. She couldn't believe who stared back. An image more like Theresa's. She looked so much like Theresa and she wondered if it was the makeup or the dress. She concluded that it was everything. She loved to dress casual. Theresa was the fashionable one, more like a fashionista.

She was at the female's restroom. Different ladies moved about. Some were reapplying their makeup while others just stayed to gossip.

"Oh my! I must say, you look gorgeous!" a voice came from behind Thelma. She glanced behind her and was surprised to see Vivian innocently smiling at her.

"Like wow! I love your dress," Vivian commented.

"Thanks!" Thelma smiled back.

She is acting nice. Why?

"Oh, Look at this! A thread is loose in your dress"

"What? Where?" Thelma gasped as she look at her back. She stared at the mirror that reflected her back view.

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