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.

explain, "I'd rather gift

years, we didn't know who that would be.

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

of clothing.

if it were

craftsmanship was impeccable, the silk and

was from a wealthy

things can't be measured in value. The fact that this dress is still in pristine condition and retains its elegance shows how much you've cherished it." "Even though its value might be immeasurable, I

"If I say it's a gift, then

then grant o

request."

"Please," I urged.

one

it will

any further and accepted the

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

owe

I nodded, "Of course."

...

at Elmwood Villas, stepping out of the elevator, we were greeted

the place next door was