Edinburgh
To the Party

Blaire raised her eyebrows when she received a warning from Christian. The girl did feel that something was awkward, but she tried not to overdo it in response. "Can you explain why?" ask the girl with an attitude that looks very sickening in Christian's eyes.

The gray-eyed man let out a short breath, then clucked slowly. "Blaire Shuterland's. Turns out you're a really shitty girl, too. Besides bullies, talkative, stubborn and annoying ... Then what else?"

"Why are you being so sensitive. Chris?" Blaire still looks calm. The girl smiled sweetly. "I'm just asking you why you're forbidding me from leaving the house. You just have to tell me, without having to hide something I can't understand" Blaire said lightly.

"For now, I can't give you a reason that can really make you understand what the situation is like. But I am just reminding. The rest .. it's up to you, Miss." Christian then turned his back. He was about to pass from before Blaire.

However, just as the man was about to step out of the beautiful grounds of the Shuterland family, his steps had to come to a halt when he heard the call from the girl. "Unfortunately tomorrow night I have to go to the party. You only have two choices, Chris. First, stop me and tell me whatever reason I can understand in detail. Second, go with me. Let's just say you're doing charity by keeping a girl out of danger." Blaire smiled with satisfaction after saying so.

But Christian just looked. The man did not respond to Blaire's words at all. After staring at the girl for a moment, she chose to just pass by.

Blaire grunted quietly as she entered. He even slammed the door, though not too hard. Faced with a man with a character like Christian does make him feel challenged. However, the feeling of annoyance and annoyance still can not be ignored just like that.

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The next day, Blaire was busy choosing the clothes she would wear to go to the party later that night. The beautiful blonde girl opened the closet door wide. His pair of green eyes, look out one by one.

There are some dresses that he has. However, Blaire remembers if everything she ever wore to go to her friends' party on last summer vacation. "Ck!" The girl clucked slowly. He was fixated for a moment while leaving his waist, facing a pile of neatly arranged clothes in the closet.

A moment later, there was a knock on the door. The beautiful and youthful face of Viktoriya emerged from behind it. "I'm going to the store. Would you like to order something for the afternoon?" bargained for.

"No, Ma'am," said Blaire. "Later in the afternoon Eileen and Sandra will pick me up here" said the girl without turning her head. He was busy looking at his closet. Blaire didn't even notice when her mother was standing near her.

"Do you have a problem with the contents of your closet?" ask Viktoriya.

"Um .. seems so," thought Blaire doubtfully. "I'm confused which dress to wear. I used to go to a party with them" the girl explained.

"I think there's a very meaningful problem" Viktorija responded. "Come, come with me" the woman asked. He led Blaire to his room. Upon arriving there, Viktoriya immediately opened a wardrobe of about the same size as the one in Blaire's room. Viktorija, then opened it, then took out a navy-colored halter neck dress. He handed the dress to the blonde girl who had been watching. "Try this on" he advised.

"This is your shirt, ma'am?" blaire asked half in disbelief.

"Yes. Why why?" Viktori asked back.

"It's okay, it's just .. um.. this .. is too short for you ..." said Blaire, grinning her forehead. He looked at the dress earlier, then turned to the mother who looked neat and closed. After that, Blaire again saw the dress she still held. "I'm not sure you've ever worn clothes like this, Mom."

Viktorija just laughed crisply at the plain words of her daughter. He then closed the closet door again, then walked to a shelf where he kept a collection of shoes. He then took out a neat package from there. Viktorija showed a pair of kitten heels in black, with a large ribbon on the front that was patterned polkadot.

"Your father gave us these shoes on our first wedding anniversary. I kept it well, so that it was still very well maintained.If you want, you can wear it," Viktorija said as she propped the shoes.

Blaire received it with a radiant face. All this time, he always faithfully wore brogue shoes in his daily life. It's different with Eileen or Sandra. "Do you think I'd fit in these sweet shoes, ma'am?" blaire asked doubtfully.

"This is a woman's shoe, Blaire. Of course you'll be fit to wear it. Why should I doubt? After all, the heels of those shoes were not high. Your feet will still feel comfortable" Viktorija said calmly. "Already, just take it to your room and then you try. I think they are a sweet combination. After all, our body size is the same. I used to slim you down" Viktorija said, raising both eyebrows.

"I'm going to the tavern" exclaimed Viktorija not too loudly, after the princess passed the door of the room.

"Okay" Blaire replied, unseen in Viktoriya's sight.

All day, Blaire did nothing but get busy replying to messages in a group chat. They were discussing the party for later tonight, until the figure came out which was the rest of the payment. The nominal must be paid off when the party is finished later.

"God! Why is Bridget so bad for us?" blaire protests when Eileen and Sandra have come to pick her up.

"Should we blame your handsome neighbor, Blaire?" sahut Sandra responded without getting out of the car. The same goes for Eileen who is behind the wheel.

"Ah, yes. This was all because he was not willing to come along. Yesterday he even forbade me to leave the house" Blaire said with a slightly bent face. "What about the others?" ask Blaire then.

"They went straight to the pub and waited there" Eileen replied. Since then, his gaze cannot be separated from the figure of Blaire. "By the way, you look very different today. I like the dress you're wearing, Blaire," she said. Blaire did not answer. He only responded by wagging his neatly pigtailed long tail.

"I hope you've shaved your armpits" Sandra joked with an amused chuckle.

"Ah, don't remind me of it," protested Blaire who was already sitting sweetly in the backseat. The platinum grey Volkswagen Beetle Final Edition drove quietly, taking the three girls to Bridget's downtown pub. They don't care about the piercing autumn weather. In the minds of the three girls earlier was a party and having fun.

"Oh yes, Blaire," Sandra who was sitting next to Eileen looked back. "Why did Christian forbid you to leave the house? Have you been sharing your attention?" angled.

"Not really. Christian is still as usual. I don't know why he suddenly behaved that way" Blaire said, turning her eyes outward. He couldn't have told the truth to Eileen and Sandra either. After all, what Blaire or Christian suspected was not certain and proven.

"I'd be the first to feel jealous, if that man had fallen in love with you, Blaire" Eileen said as she continued to drive.

"Ah done. I don't think that's possible" Blaire argued. The look in his eyes implied a sense of disappointment that he could not express. But of course he cannot force the feelings of others. Same with Adam and him. Blaire did not want to force herself to be able to accept the love of the young man who had now become an orphan.

"Are we gonna stop by Adam's?" asked Blaire who remembered her plan yesterday with Eileen.

"Is he home?" Sandra turned back to Blaire.

"Eitherway. Let's just try. After all, Adam's residence is one-way with Beidget's pub" Blaire said.

"Yes, you're right" said Eileen

The three girls continued to chat during the trip, not realizing that there was someone following them from the beginning of the car drove.

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