Chapter 11

Blair’s POV

I looked through the clothing price tag and my eyes wouldn’t stop bulging out at the ridiculous prices, and right now, I had next to no budget. I hadn’t even told Ella yet about my newfound secret—she had been away preparing for her wedding and I just didn’t want to shove this kind of news down her throat.

Finally, I was able to find a few things at a thrift store close to my house. Brown and black where what picked my interest, since those were my ideal types these days.

Hopefully, I’d be up to douse for Ronnell. If he said anything else about my clothes. I’d likely jab him with my pen. I honestly didn’t like how it felt when he’d told me that I couldn’t wear my dress anymore. I should be the only one to stop wearing them when I wanted to.

I kept replaying the way he’d looked at me when he said it. Like he had been embarrassed for me that I couldn’t fit my body into an item of proper clothing.

It wasn’t like he paid me a whole hell o