We meet again

Victoria's POV

“Vicky, I think this black pant will be great on you.'' I moved my gaze, and noticed Sonia was holding a tight black pant, which made me rolled my eyes and look away.

“Come on Vicky, this will look good on you,'' she grumbled and stood in front of me with the long pant in her hand.

I sighed and stood up from the bed. I walked to the closet and brought out a pair of blue jean and a crop top dress, closed the closet and kept the clothes on the bed.

“And where are you going with these clothes?'' Sonia asked while picking up the clothes.

“To the birthday party, of course,'' I replied while trying to take the clothes from her, but she took it away and put it back in the closet.

“You are not going to that party dressed like a wallflower, not when your mate will be there.'' the minutes she said those words I became anxious.

“He is not my mate and I can't even remember his face anymore.'' I lied. Because every night before I go to sleep, I still see that beautiful sets of green