Lost Me Gained Regret

I slipped into the gown layer by layer, following the sequence meticulously.

I was bracing myself for a tight squeeze around the waistline, ready to suck in my breath so Christine could fasten the buttons. I figured, once I return the dress, I'd slim down a bit, and by the wedding day, it would fit just right.

But to my surprise, I felt no pinch.

"It fits quite well, actually. Looks like we won't need to alter it, though we might loosen it around the bust a bit."

Christine spun me towards the mirror, clearly impressed. "It's absolutely stunning on you! Gorgeous!"

I admired my reflection, pleased. This was exactly the gown I had envisioned.

For the tuxedo, I didn't even need to see Gregory try it on to know he'd look dashing.

"I think it's fine as is. The bust might seem a tad snug now, but it'll fit better in time."

Christine nodded in understanding. She opened the door to call in the owner.

The moment the owner stepped in, their eyes lit up. "It's as if it was tailor-made for you."

Then, they added, "I can't lend this dress out..."

"Eh, why not? I thought we had an agreement," Christine was puzzled.

to explain, "I'd

left a word about finding the rightful person. But all these years, we didn't know who that would be.

with me, she added, "But we can't accept such a generous

"It's just two pieces of clothing. They might seem valuable because they're old, but that's about

if it were that

craftsmanship was impeccable, the

a wealthy

in pristine condition and retains its elegance shows how much you've cherished

I say it's a gift, then

uneasy, then

request."

"Please," I urged.

one

hopefully, it

push back any further and accepted the

way back, I held the two gowns close, reluctant to

me, "You owe me big time

I nodded, "Of course."

...

Elmwood Villas, stepping out of the elevator, we

next door was for sale, 'd have