𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 48

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"This better look good

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"This better look good." Piper says as I shove her ass into the changing room. 

"Yeah Yeah whatever hurry up." I say slamming the door shut close. 

I was still pissed. 

A gasp flows through the air, and I smile proudly. 

The door opens and Piper walks out wearing the dress, now she is a raging bitch. But there's no denying she's pretty and has an amazing body. 

The look on her face makes my smile grow. 

"You like it." I smirk and she fights back a smile. 

"It- its-"

"You like it." I repeat and she sighs.

"I love it." she says and I nod proudly. 

I did that! 

"You're welcome," I tell her and she rolls her eyes. 

"Is there any changes you want to make?" I ask her, grabbing my notepad. 

"It's perfect," she says and I'm a little taken back.

"Mhm." I hum in response. 

"Can you make the veil a little longer?" she asks.

"Yeah, no worries."  I tell her noting the change.

"You did a good job Sophia, not just with the dress," she clears her throat and I raise an eyebrow. 

"With the wedding planning too." she says and I flash her a small smile.

"Look at us, having a civil conversation." I flash her a fake smile.

"Doesn't change the fact that you tried to sabotage my  company." I tell her and she glares at me. 

"Doesn't change the fact that I'm marrying Axton and not you." Ouch. 

"Don't you have somewhere to be?" I ask her as she walks into the changing room.  

"Actually no." she says and I roll my eyes. 

"Uh, um." She stutters. 

"Lunch?" she asks and I freeze. 

"Did you just ask me to lunch?" I ask her.

"Yes, now hurry up before I change my mind."

"Shut up, before I change my mind about your damn dress. And okay fine, but don't sit next to me."  I tell her putting my notepad back into the draw. 

She walks out the dressing room. 

"Cafe down the street?" she asks.

"Yeah I think they allow psycho bitches in there, you'll be fine," I tell her, slipping on my sunglasses as my heels click against the floor while I walk out the room.  

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