Chapter Thirteen

I watched as Samantha picked my dress for me.

Dad had finally made me agree to show myself this night .

I pouted every moments and folded my legs on the bed.

The closet door was opened so I could see every bits of Sam movement .

She walked to my shoe rack and and brought out a silver stilletto.

"What? I can't wear that,I will just fall down "I frowned and she turned to look at me .

"You won't?" She shook her head and turned back .

Gosh.

She grabbed the dress  and the stilletto and walked out of the room.

She came to drop the clothes on my bed and stood akimbo .

"Get up, I need to take your bath " she said.

I looked at her and scoffed.

"Are you being serious ?, bath me ?...geez am not a kid "I barked angrily and she sighed.

"Stop venting your anger on  me, okay?" I'm not your dad she replied.

"Now, stand up I will give you the grace to bath yourself " she added.

Ugh!

I st