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.

"I'd rather gift it to

a word about finding the rightful person. But all these years, we didn't know who that would be. Seeing this lady today made it clear." "Yes, yes, this

overjoyed, but after exchanging a glance with me, she added, "But

just two pieces of clothing. They might seem valuable

it

impeccable, the silk and

was from a

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

it's a gift, then

feel uneasy, then

request."

"Please," I urged.

one

good care of this dress, and hopefully, it will find another deserving owner through you."

back any further

held the two

owe me big

I nodded, "Of course."

...

the elevator, we were greeted by the sound of renovations

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