Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 1590

Fiona had just walked back into the dorm when she noticed Yvenne had moved in too. It was clearly Yvenne's first day, and she was busy making friends with their roommates, who were gathered around a rectangular table, chatting away.

The moment the door creaked open, the chatter died down, and all eyes zeroed in on Fiona. Their unfriendly stares seemed to scream that Fiona had picked the worst possible time to show up.

But Fiona didn't seem bothered by their silent judgment. With a cool detachment, she strolled straight to her bed. She placed her tote bag down, a hint of a midnight blue evening gown peeking out, looking particularly stunning.

Yvenne had been itching to lay eyes on that gown. She'd just been telling the others that Jackson had given Fiona a gorgeous evening dress, and it was clear everyone was dying to see it.

Suddenly, an idea popped into Yvenne's head. "Fiona, could you show us your evening gown?" she asked, not an ounce of shame, as if this gave her some moral high ground to critique Fiona.

The other roommates joined in, grinning as they looked at Fiona expectantly. "We all come from modest backgrounds and have never really seen an evening gown. Could you let us have a look and broaden our horizons?"

"Yeah, and we're all classmates. It wouldn't hurt to let us see it. Who knows, maybe we could help you decide if it suits you."

Fiona didn't respond immediately. She just kept tidying her bed and getting ready to freshen up, leaving the others feeling a bit miffed.

not fond of Fiona, they now felt even more annoyed, like

we're talking to you. Can you at least say something? Acting like a mute

don't answer, we'll

that, they moved toward Fiona's bed, reaching for the tote with the gown. Fiona swiftly blocked their hands, turning to

think you're doing?" Fiona asked sharply, clutching the tote.

vel

immediately protested, hurling disdainful looks at Fiona and ping,

my stuff without asking,

just wanted a peek. It's not like it would hurt anything. Do you really

then you call us

like arguing.

gown by

toiletries and clothes, and headed for the

point in dragging this on. She didn't have the patience