Twenty Four

Vilda gets the door before I could, revealing a girl, I think around my age or a little bit older.

She looks tired and in front of her is a trolley with bags in it. Dress bag.

I arch my brows.

Her hair is auburn, almost red and her enormous green eyes and doe nose is welcomed with small slips and almost faded freckles.

I notice the terrified look on her face seeing Vilda in front of the door..

She gasps. "Are you perhaps Mrs. Knight?"

Vilda shakes her head and then takes a step to the left to reveal me.

And I catch her almost invisible sigh of relief.

"Mrs knight." She beams, "You're even prettier in person."

I try not to smile.

I mean I do get compliments like this, but hardly from females.

"Thank you" I say.

"Can I come in?" She asks.

"Sure-

"State your business first" Vilda interrupts me.

"Where are my manners?" She dramatically gasps. "I am Ruby, Ruby bells, and I'll be Mrs. Knight new dress stylists" her accent makes her words a little bit fast and hard to catch

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