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.

hurried to explain, "I'd rather gift

they left a word about finding the rightful person. But all these years, we didn't know who that would be. Seeing this lady today made

with me, she added, "But

clothing. They

if it were that

was impeccable, the silk and

was from a wealthy household of

fact that this dress is still in pristine condition and retains its elegance shows how much you've cherished it." "Even though its value

insisted, "If I say it's a gift, then please accept it as such.

uneasy, then grant

request."

"Please," I urged.

one

care of this dress, and hopefully, it will

didn't push back any

way back, I held the two

owe me big

I nodded, "Of course."

...

we were greeted by

next door was for sale, 'd have bitten the bullet